To some people Love is given, To others Only Heaven.

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-- And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over-- like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?

7 x 7 + love = An amount Infinitely above: 7 x 7 - love.

Good morning, Revolution: You're the very best friend I ever had. We gonna pal around together from now on

To create a market for your writing you have to be consistent, professional, a continuing writer - not just a one-article or a one-story or a one-book man.

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? ... Or does it explode?

Out of love, No regrets-- Though the goodness Be wasted forever. Out of love, No regrets-- Though the return Be never.