To Love Is To Destroy, And That

Meanwhile, Will Had Begun Cutting His Toast Into Strips And Was Making Rude Pictographs Out Of Them. Oh, That Looks Rather Like A ...- , Jem Began.

Tessa Knows Will,” Protested Charlotte. “she Trusts Will.” “iwouldn’t Go That Far,” Muttered Tessa.

If I Held A Revolver To Your Head, James, And Pulled The Trigger, Would It Really Matter If I Did Not Know That There Were Not Bullets In The Chambers?

You Can Only Push The Truth Down For So Long, And Then It Bubbles Back Up.

I Always Thought That Eventually There Would Be A Moment Where I Realized That I Had Practiced Enough And Now I Was Ready To Be A Professional Writer. Then I Befriended A Number Of Successful Professional Writers And Realized That None Of Them Ever Felt Ready. After That I Decided I Might As Well Stop Waiting To Feel Ready And Just Get Started.