All I ask of in the world is just one day after another with nothing planned.
LIFE IS A GREAT MYSTERY. IS EVERYBODY A DIFFERENT PERSON WHEN THEY ARE WITH SOMEBODY ELSE?
People who love work, love life.
Gone is gone. I never miss anything or anyone because it all becomes a lovely memory. I guard my memories and love them, but I don't get in them and lie down.
It won't do you a bit of good to know everything if you don't do anything with it.
Writers don’t care what they eat. They just care what you think of them