I was just about to fall asleep when someone throws a pillow at me. I open my eyes and sit up, confused. Cupid stand it front of me, crossing his arms. I was just about to say something when I feel it again. I stand and run to the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Cheat your landlord if you can and must, but do not try to shortchange the Muse. It cannot be done. You can’t fake quality any more than you can fake a good meal. — William S. Burroughs