A homeless man visited my store today. The few quarters that he had in his pocket he invested on books. I offered him free books, but he insisted on giving me his quarters. He walked away filled with joy as if he possessed the world's riches in his hands. In a way, he did. He left me smiling and knowing that he was wealthier than many others... (01-21-10)

Anything worthy is worth the fight!

I wasn't born to cook or clean, but to read and write, if you don't like me the way I am, then go fly a kite.

I am the perfect version of me.

Writers write while dreamers procastinate.