I Find You Write With One Person

I Forgive Nothing. If You Stole My Orange Crayon In The Fifth Grade, You're Still On My Hit List, Buddy.

If You Are A Success In Life, There Are Places You Must Go And Pay To Be Humiliated. It Is An Unwritten Law That Human Beings Must Be Tormented Throughout Their Lives In One Way Or Another. If You Are Fortunate Enough To Have Risen To A Social Level Where No One Does It To You For Free, Then You Must Pay For The Service.

If I Don't Feel Like Writing Today Or For A Few Days, I Don't. And I Don't Think About It. It Is Not An Obligation-it Is The Greatest Privilege.

Coffee On An Airplane Always Smells Bad. Whenever It Is Served, Suddenly The Whole Cabin Stinks Of It.

There Are People We Meet In Life Who Miss Being Important To Us By Inches, Days, Or Heartbeats. Another Place Or Time Or A Different Emotional Frame Of Mind And We Would Willingly Fall Into Their Arms; Gladly Take Up Their Challenge Or Invitation. But As It Is, We Encounter Them When We Are Discontent Or Content And They Are Not. Whatever They Are, We Are Not And Vice Versa. Two Trains Going In Different Directions That Pass For A Few Powerful Moments At Full Speed, Blasting Noise And Wind But Then They Are Gone. Whatever Serious Chemistry Might Have Been Possible If, Isn’t.