Amazing how the heart clutches at anything familiar, whimpering Mine!Mine!
Despite their cool poses they wear their cravings on the outside, like the suckers on a squid. They want it all.
Canada was built on dead beavers.
When I was 16, I started publishing all kinds of things in school magazines.
More powerful than God, more evil than the Devil; the poor have it, the rich lack it, and if you eat it you die?
I wish you good writing and good luck. Even if you've already done the good writing, you'll still need the good luck. It's a shark-filled lagoon out there. Cross your fingers and watch your back.