Money talks, but tell me why all it says is just Goodbye.

Recollection is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.

Money talks, but tell me why all it says is just Goodbye.

What we forgot as children is that our parents are children, also. The child in them has not been satisfied or met or loved, often.

Writing is like carrying a fetus.

...people liking you or not liking you is an accident and is to do with them and not you. That goes for love too, only more so.

I always want to be in love, always. It's like being a tuning fork.