Maybe The Truth Is I Really Want

Didn't I Realize That Each Of Us Is A Sacred, Unique Snowflake Of Special Unique Specialness?

I Always Thought I'd Write When I Retired - When I Turned 65. But By The Time I Was 33, To Tell You The Truth, I Was A Little Bored With Drugs And Sex, And I Thought I'd Do The Writing Thing.

Being Tired Isn't The Same As Being Rich, But Most Times It's Close Enough.

Let's All Embrace Someone Near Us. Pick Someone Special To You. Tell This Someone How You Feel.

The Voice Says, Maybe You Don't Go To Hell For The Things You Do. Maybe You Go To Hell For The Things You Don't Do. The Things You Don't Finish.