I Can't See The Future,

Murder Is Like Potato Chips: You Can't Stop With Just One.

He Killed Them With Their Love.

I Changed It. I Had To. Do You Know Why?" She Studied Him, Her Eyes Grave. "because That Was Then And This Is Now. Because The Past Is Gone, Even Though It Defines The Present.

We Fool Ourselves So Much We Could Do It For A Living.

I See Things, That's All. Write Enough Stories And Every Shadow On The Floor Looks Like A Footprint; Every Line In The Dirt Like A Secret Message.