He Had A Bright, Reckless Tenor That

My Most Popular Blogs End Up Being The Ones Where I Talk About Being A Dad.

In My Opinion If You Have A Secret Compartment In Your Lute Case And Don't Use It To Hide Things, There Is Something Terribly, Terribly Wrong With You.

Only Priests And Fools Are Fearless And I've Never Been On The Best Of Terms With God.

With His Eyes And Those Hands There Won't Be A Woman Safe In All The World When He Starts Hunting After The Ladies.' 'courting, Dear,' My Father Corrected Gently. 'semantics,' She Shrugged.

But To Love Something Despite. To Know The Flaws And Love Them Too. This Is Rare And Pure And Perfect.