Nothing Happens By Chance, My Friend... No

How Is It We’re The Lucky Ones, Living A Life That The Children-we-were Took For Dreams?

Books Arent Written On Whim Or Promises. Books Are Written On Years Turned Inside Out By Ideas That Never Let Go Until You Get Them In Print, And Even Then Writings A Last Resort, A Desperate Ransom You Pay To Get Your Life Back.

There Is No Such Thing As A Problem Without A Gift For You In Its Hands. You Seek Problems Because You Need Their Gifts.

Mortalhood Is A Fine State To Visit, But You'd Better Not Call It Home.

The Great Thing About Writing Is, If You Don't Like The World, We'll Create A Different One.