It’s Pretty Thin, The Wall

They Were Each Like A Mirror For The Other, Reflecting The Changes In Themselves.

It Takes Years To Build Up, It Takes Moments To Destroy.

You Know What It’s Like When You’re Trying To Fall Asleep And It Only Makes You More Wide Awake?

I Think People Who Share My Dreams Can Enjoy Reading My Novels. And That's A Wonderful Thing. I Said That Myths Are Like A Reservoir Of Stories, And If I Can Act As A Similar Kind Of "reservoir," Albeit A Modest One, That Would Make Me Very Happy.

Many Are The Women Who Can Take Their Clothes Off Seductively, But Women Who Can Charm As They Dress?