Is rule of thumb in writing game: if story requires many long descriptions of smells so vile that will give reader nausea, is not likely to find publisher.

When new hopes fail, old hopes return in the endless cycle of desperation.

Fate isn’t one straight road…there are forks in it, many different routes to different ends. We have the free will to choose the path.

I fell in love with her for her sense of humour. If she ever lost her sense of humour, I would have to dump her. Then I'd kill myself because I couldn't live without her.

When tempest tossed, embrace chaos

I've a long list of things I don't know how I've done, but I've done them. In the end, it's always about perseverance.

We wasn't born to be all the time scared, we was born happy.