You want me to paint you?’ Genna spoke up raising an eyebrow of displeasure.‘All of me.’ James bowed his head to Genevieve and whispered the words slowly.

What is this place?’‘Heaven.’ She laughed, ‘with better drinks!

From personal adversity comes great art

She wasn’t sure if she even needed him anymore and the thought made her sad. In consolation, she offered him a kind smile and reached for his dependable hand.

Are you in love with him?’She kept her lips tightly closed as if holding something back.‘Are you in love with me?’She tried to answer but nothing came out. She lowered her eyes to the floor.

In front of him stood the woman of his dreams, giving him one last chance to kiss her.Reason didn’t stand a chance.

It has been utterly exhausting to love you.

She felt damned. As though she were marching to her death. She felt like had been sentenced. And yet she felt eerily free.

Their conversation was like root canal without anaesthesia.

Seeing him again had been a gut punch.

He hadn’t saved her. He hadn’t even bothered trying.

At the back of my mind I wanted to be a journalist when I grew up since I didn’t seem to be getting any better at goalkeeping.

I was a weedy kid, not like one of those working-class men who can accommodate not being academically clever by physical strength and prowess.

We have perfected our weapons but failed to perfect the men who use them.

My personality and nothing from my past would have ever predicted that I would be at the center of a controversy.

It is the white man who creates the Negro. But it is the negro who creates negritude.

If you choose your subject selectively - intuitively - the camera can write poetry.

I don't think anybody should get married before they're 30. You're too young to really know yourself.

I believe that writing is an account of the powers of extrication.

We need to act and act now to get people out of harm's way.

I grew up in Denver, Colorado. After high school I went to Vegas