Lawyers, doctors, plumbers, they all made the money. Writers? Writers starved. Writers suicided. Writers went mad.
Let it die. Let there be a new beginning. It’s awful. Goodnight.
it's better to be happy...if you can..!!
Belane, are you nuts?" Who knows? Insanity is comparative. Who sets the norm?
The crowd is the gathering place of the weakest; true creation is a solitary act.
some men never die and some men never live but we're all alive tonight.