Beautiful women are the torment of my existence.

Is there cowardice with the acknowledgement of fear?

Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky, dark, dark chocolate.

I'm not the messenger at all. I'm the message.

Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.

I find writing extremely difficult. I usually have to drag myself to my desk, mainly because I doubt myself. And it's getting harder because I want to improve with every book.

I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there.