I always thought that eventually there would be a moment where I realized that I had practiced enough and now I was ready to be a professional writer. Then I befriended a number of successful professional writers and realized that none of them ever felt ready. After that I decided I might as well stop waiting to feel ready and just get started.

And like lambs to a slaughter we shall follow.

Hey Baby. Baby? You're kidding me, right? I was trying it out. No? No.

As long as everyone's wearing their own pants." "I see I have come in on a fascinating moment in the conversation.

You have a dark heart in you, Valentine's daughter.

You cannot save every fallen bird," said Woolsey. "One will do," said Magnus.

For that was love, wasnt it--to burn bright in someone else's eyes?