Sometimes I wonder what the difference is between being cautious and being dead.
Personally, I don't endorse the notion of mortality. It's fine for other folk, but I disapprove of the concept for me and my loved ones.
I only get writer's block about once a day.
Too much virtue has a corrupting effect.
You kill people you hate or you kill in rage or you kill to get even, but you don't kill someone you're indifferent to.
I've never known anyone yet who doesn't suffer a certain restlessness when autumn rolls around... We're all eight years old again and anything is possible.