How should I know why! I didn't invent human beings, Iggy.
A writer is a reader moved to emulation.
Myself is thus and so, and will continue thus and so. And why fight it? My balance comes from instability.
Do we always, always to the point of misery, do a thing?
The dream of man's heart ... is that life may complete in significant pattern.
But there are things you can't consult anybody about.