You never know which people will affect your life.

The beauty of word processing, God bless my word processor, is that it keeps the plotting very fluid. The prose becomes like a liquid that you can manipulate at will. In the old days, when I typed, every piece of typing paper was like cast in concrete.

Dream big but think small.

There's a certain class of people who will do you in and then remain completely mystified by the depth of your pain.

It is a truth of human nature that we can ponder life's mysteries for only so long before we lose interest and move on to something else.

It's been my observation, after years in the [insurance] business, that a certain percent of the population simply can't resist the urge to cheat.

Perhaps when we're forced to forfeit what we own, we lose any sentimental associations. Perhaps pawning our valuables frees us in the same way a house fire destroys not only our worldly goods, but our attachment to what's gone.