There Are No Happy Endings,

She Said, "i Will Go No Farther." "there Is No Choice. We Can Only Go On." The Magician Said Again. "we Can Only Go On.

There Are Honest People In The World, But Only Because The Devil Considers Their Asking Prices Ridiculous.

I Am Infected With Life And Will Die Of It In Time.

There's A Phrase, "sitzfleisch", Which Means Just Plain Sitting On Your Ass And Getting It Done. Just Showing Up For Work. My Uncle Raphael Was A Painter, And He Used To Say, "if The Muse Is Late For Work, Start Without Her". You Have To Be There. You Have To Be There, And Do It, And Grind It Out, Even When It Is Grinding And You Know You're Probably Going To Rewrite All This Tomorrow.

No," He Repeated, And This Time The Word Tolled In Another Voice, A King's Voice... Whose Grief Was Not For What He Did Not Have, But For What He Could Not Give.