The story you are about to read is a work of fiction. Nothing - and everything - about it is real.

There's more to life then living, so hold on.

It's weird when you wake of from a bad dream and everything is still bad.

But then again, impossible never became rumour, did it?

Why do we believe one stranger and not another?

Some people get more of a chance to show who they are. Other people never get the chance.

Sometimes you know when someone is telling you the truth.

In this, journey, of reaching, to myself, I have had, many a, thoroughfares, goodbye affairs, reality checks, and, lovely overwhelms.

Its the map of my childhood, my sadness, my Eden, my hell and home. when I look at it now, my heart swells with gratitude, then shrinks with disgust.

Didn't people call New Year's the loneliest night on the calender? She took comfort in knowing somewhere on the planet, someone might be as miserable as she was.

...there are no sweeter words in the English language (or any other) than husband and wife.

No one can know your strength and weakness better than yourself.

So now I get the scepter?" Jason

The state of man is inconstancy, ennui, anxiety.

God made life simple. It is man who complicates it.

Lots of you know me as a lone, hard-bitten columnist, prone to lurking on deserted rocky promontories while searching for my muse.

Jet-skiing is my favorite water sport.