We all posses different gifts and abilities. How we use those gifts determines who we are.

I'll not have my grandson subjected to the humiliation of his reading becoming public. We have to cope with this disgrace discreetly -- Grandma Ruth

For Frito-Lay!" - Newel and Doren

Hello, cell. How are you? Still dank and dirty? Me? I've taken up a new habit: talking to my cell. It's like talking to myself but slightly more pathetic.

Patience mimics the power of infinity.

Want a reliable road to emotional and spiritual suicide? Spend your life trying to fit in.

My father once admonished me to master the laws that govern fine writing until I could weave my words into worlds. If ever I accomplish that feat, I will sign my name to the tale.