Humor is anger that was sent to finishing school.
The years went by, and Mary Alice and I grew up, Slower than we wanted to, faster than we realized.
Never trust an ugly woman. She's got a grudge against the world,' said Grandma who was no oil painting herself.
We write by the light of every story we have ever read.
I read.. because one life is not enough
I'm so far gone that I'm telling the truth. It sounds like a foreign language.