Beware Of The Stories You Read Or

One Of The Greatest Gifts My Father Gave Me - Unintentionally - Was Witnessing The Courage With Which He Bore Adversity.

When Chaos Is The God Of An Era, Clamorous Music Is The Deity's Chief Instrument.

We Disliked The Rigours Of Existence, The Unfulfilled Longings, The Enshrined Injustices Of The World, The Labyrinths Of Love, The Ignorance Of Parents, The Fact Of Dying, And The Amazing Indifference Of The Living In The Midst Of The Simple Beauties Of The Universe. We Feared The Heartlessness Of Human Beings, All Of Whom Are Born Blind, Few Of Whom Ever Learn To See.

The Strange Thing About Africa Is How Past, Present And Future Come Together In A Kind Of Rough Jazz, If You Like.

A Man's Greatest Battles Are The Ones He Fights Within Himself.