I happen to write by hand. I don't even type.
Luck's just another word for destiny... either you make your own or you're screwed.
Love means having something to betray.
Survival...is an infinite capacity for suspicion.
Life was to be a search, or nothing! But it was the fear that it was nothing that drove me forward. Every encounter was an encounter with myself.
Unfortunately it is the weak who destroy the strong.