The mark of fear is not easily removed.
Sometimes you got to hurt something to help something. Sometimes you have to plow under one thing in order for something else to grow.
Without love for my fellow man and respect for nature, to me, life is an obscenity.
The Six Golden Rules of Writing: Read, read, read, and write, write, write.
I had to see and feel and be with the thing that I wanted to write about.
And that's all we are Jefferson, all of us on this earth, a piece of drifting wood. until we - each of us, individually- decide to become something else. I am still that piece of drifting wood, and those out there are no better. But you can be better.