If We Had No Language

I Always Know The Ending; That's Where I Start.

Long Before I Was A Success, My Parents Made Me Feel Like I Could Be One.

Evil Is So Seductive. It Needs To Grind You Up And Make You Its Slave.

The Unflattering Reviews Are Painful For Short Periods Of Time; The Badly Written Ones Are Deeply, Deeply Insulting. That Reviewer Took No Time To Really Read The Book.

A Little Black Girl Yearns For The Blue Eyes Of A Little White Girl, And The Horror At The Heart Of Her Yearning Is Exceeded Only By The Evil Of Fulfillment