It's a sad day when you find out that it's not accident or time or fortune, but just yourself that kept things from you.
The happy problem of our time - longer life.
Like all former thinkers, I'm writing a book.
I wanted to see what was there for me once, what is there for me now.
I'm good at embroidery. It's what I always wanted to do.... Yep, instead of whoring, I just wanted to do fancy embroidery.
The writer's intention hasn't anything to do with what he achieves. The intent to earn money or the intent to be famous or the intent to be great doesn't matter in the end. Just what comes out.