Sometimes its not the strength but gentleness that cracks the hardest shells.

I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely. How appropriate that I write this to myself.

But in the wake of 'Bullet,' all the guys wanted to know was, 'How's it doing? How's it selling?' How to tell them I didn't give a flying fuck how it was doing in the marketplace, that what I cared about was how it was doing in the reader's heart?

Friends are those rare people who ask how we are, and then wait to hear the answer.

Strong characters are brought out by change of situation, and gentle ones by permanence.

A Good Friend never changes with the Seasons.