I like to consider my mind an open door. It's just not a revolving door.
For me, there's nothing sexier than a woman who can argue me into the ground and outsmart me... a woman who knows her own mind and isn't afraid to speak it.
I always knew that I was going to be a writer. There was no question in my mind about that.
I've changed my mind. I've decided that at the end I want to be cremated and my ashes scattered over someone I don't like.
It is imperative for many branches of fundamentalist christianity to constantly feel conspired against...so they cite humanist manifestos and theosophical societies and concoct these vast and dark organizations that exist nowhere but in the minds of those who conceive these theories.