“I may soon be coming to Warren, tos pend the rest of my life with the others...waiting.”

“As a Writer, I simply make statements concerning my life, what I have experienced and some of the conclusions I have come to. You may take what you like and leave the rest.”

“I don’t mind waiting rooms. I’m waiting on the love of my life, so I may as well have a seat, right?”

“But he that sows lies in the end shall not lack of a harvest, and soon he may rest from toil indeed, while others reap and sow in his stead.”

“This evening, which I have tried to spirit away, is a strange burden to me. While time moves on, while the day will soon end and I already wish it gone, there are men who have entrusted all their hopes to it, all their love and their last efforts. There are dying men or others who are waiting for a debt to come due, who wish that tomorrow would never come. There are others for whom the day will break like a pang of remorse; and others who are tired, for whom the night will never be long enough to give them the rest that they need. And I - who have lost my day - what right do I have to wish that tomorrow comes?”

“I can't spend the rest of my life competing for your attention and coming in last.”