In good old Colonial Dunsboro, masochism is a valuable job skill. It is in most jobs.

The world will always punish the few people with special talents the rest of us don’t recognize as real.

We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens.

Just let your hand drop; and let fate decide for you.

I believe in something. But I don't believe that anything can hold a grudge for long enough to condemn its creation to eternal punishment. Nobody can hold a grudge that long, even God.

Who you are moment to moment is just a story.

That's why I write, because life never works except in retrospect. You can't control life, at least you can control your version.