Only The Phoenix Rises And Does Not

It's Not Sipping Wine. It's A Mourning Wine. You Drain It. Like This.

He Had Read Books, Newspapers And Magazines. He Knew That If You Ran Away You Sometimes Met Bad People Who Did Bad Things To You; But He Had Also Read Fairy Tales, So He Knew That There Were Kind People Out There, Side By Side With The Monsters.

It's Easier To Lie To Yourself When You Say Things Out Loud.

The War Had Begun And Nobody Saw It. The Storm Was Lowering And Nobody Knew It.

The Secret To Writing Is Just To Write. Write Every Day. Never Stop Writing. Write On Every Surface You See; Write On People On The Street. When The Cops Come To Arrest You, Write On The Cops. Write On The Police Car. Write On The Judge. I'm In Jail Forever Now, And The Prison Cell Walls Are Completely Covered With My Writing, And I Keep Writing On The Writing I Wrote. That's My Method.