Each Day The First Day: Each Day

Time Goes By, Reputation Increases, Ability Declines.

Perhaps A Great Love Is Never Returned. Had It Been Given Warmth And Shelter By Its Counterpart In The Other, Perhaps It Would Have Been Hindered From Ever Growing To Maturity. It "gives" Us Nothing. But In Its World Of Loneliness It Leads Us Up To The Summits With Wide Vistas - Of Great Insights.

If Even Dying Is To Be Made A Social Function, Then, Grant Me The Favor Of Sneaking Out On Tiptoe Without Disturbing The Party.

Each Day The First Day: Each Day A Life.

Forgiving Is Forgetting, In Spite Of Remembering.