Laughter is a virus that infects you with humanity.

Death is alive, they whispered. Death lives inside life, as bones dance within the body. Yesterday is within today. Yesterday never dies.

Laughter is a virus that infects you with humanity.

If you were born to be a nail, you had to be hammered.

I once made the mistake of writing a story with David Corbett. The man smoked me. He can delineate the character and personality of an accordion in three strokes. I didn't even know accordions had character. This act of generosity and wisdom from a very good writer will help anyone who is staring at a blank page, any day, any time. Highly recommended.

Words are the only bread we can really share.

Everybody knew that being dead could put you in a terrible mood.