I Believe, In My Better

I Could Teach. I Could Wait Tables. I Could Cook In A Restaurant. Food And Teaching Were The Two Skills I Had.

Maybe There Would Be A Bad Outcome For Some Of The Others, But No One Was Going To Shoot A Soprano.

Nonfiction Is Easy And Fiction Is Hard.

One Must Not Be Shy Where Language Is Concerned.

He Doesn’t Know To Want For More Because Nothing In His Life Has Been As Much As This...on That Night He Thinks That No One Has Ever Had So Much And Only Later Will He Know He Should Have Asked For More.