We Live In A Science Fiction Universe.

No Matter What She Did With Her Hair It Took About Three Minutes For It To Tangle Itself Up Again, Like A Garden Hosepipe In A Shed [which, No Matter How Carefully Coiled, Will Always Uncoil Overnight And Tie The Lawnmower To The Bicycles].

Do You Not Know That A Man Is Not Dead While His Name Is Still Spoken?

After You've Been Working Fairly Intensively On A Novel For Six Months You Never Want To See The Damn Thing Again.

This Isn't Life In The Fast Lane, It's Life In The Oncoming Traffic.

No One Thinks That Young Adults Read Hooks For Young Adults, Books For Young Adults Are Read By Kids.