It is the Lord's Day, and I do believe that cheerful hearts and faces are not unpleasant in His sight.
Hopefully, I write what I don't know.
The awful thing, as a kid reading, was that you came to the end of the story, and that was it. I mean, it would be heartbreaking that there was no more of it.
What has happened makes the world. Live on the edge, looking.
I know this body is impatient. I know I constitute only a meager voice and mind. Yet I loved, I love. I want no sentimentality. I want no more than home.
The pattern of the narrative never of necessity wants to end, it never has to.
What a great thing! To be a writer! Words are something you can carry in your head. You can really 'travel light. '
I dont have any assistants, I do it all myself, I dont have any secretaries.
The etiquette of blurbs means it's not hard to not blurb something (if it's not by a friend, or student): everyone knows how many books you're deluged with. You can just say you never got to it.
Well, my smile's pretty hard to miss, considering I'm a gal who likes her lipstick-the redder the better.
An atom is a hierarchy of different states of information that define the statistical likelihood of finding a particle here or there at the time of observation.