Life is so fragile and unpredictable, especially when you are in a gang or in a life of crime. It__ like playing poker; you think to yourself that you have a good hand. However, it is only when you reveal your hand do you sometimes discover to your horror that someone else__ hand is better.

The subsistence mentality of a person is a prison in which his personal joy is detained. If you want to live in joy, you don't live for yourself alone. Live for others too!

Wickedness never rests easily so, in a way, one might almost feel pity for the wicked, for they are destined to live their lives in fear, in a prison of the heart.

Some writers may never create a work. Their purpose is to help others create their first word.

Falling in love with a writer is a dangerous thing, isn't it? The only thing you get out of it sometimes is immortality.

i didn't call myself a writer until everyone else did. i knew it was real then.