Forty Is ... An Age At Which

Maybe This Year, We Ought To Walk Through The Rooms Of Our Lives Not Looking For Flaws, But Looking For Potential.

We Are Told That People Stay In Love Because Of Chemistry, Or Because They Remain Intrigued With Each Other, Because Of Many Kindnesses, Because Of Luck. But Part Of It Has Got To Be Forgiveness And Gratefulness.

We Continually Want To Unmask Our Heroes As If There Were More To Be Learned From Their Nakedness Than From Their Choice Of Clothing.

In The Biotech Revolution, It Is The Human Body, Not Iron Or Steel Or Plastic, That's At The Source. Are The Biocapitalists Going To Be Allowed To Dig Without Consent Into Our Genetic Codes, Then Market Them?

Maybe At 20 You Can Write Well, But I Don't Think You Could Do What I Do. Some Things Have To Happen To You First.