“ I was a woman unaccustomed to guilt, and it drowned me - pulling me deeper, cutting off my air supply. ”
A gentleman holds my hand.A man pulls my hair.A soulmate will do both.
~ Alessandra Torre
Being a writer all boils down to this: It's you, in a chair, staring at a page. And you're either going to stay in that chair until words are written, or you're going to give up and walk away. The great writers have to fight for their words. They have to choose to write, choose words over distractions, and their characters over their friends. Great writers can be lonely, exhausted souls. But through our characters, we live.
The true measure of a man is how he treats you when others are not looking.
I'm done. I don't need anything more out of life. I have you, and that's enough.