Giving A Phenomenon A Label Does Not

My Relatives Used To Laugh When I Talked Of Being A Writer.

Despair Is Sometimes The Great Energizer Of The Mind, Though Sometimes Its Flowering May Be Sterile.

One Of My Grandsons Used To Insist, When He Was Only 3 Or 4, That He Had Been Born And Had Lived In India

Don't Let The Past Steal Your Present. This Is The Message Of Christmas: We Are Never Alone.

I Am Not Alone At All, I Thought. I Was Never Alone At All. And That, Of Course, Is The Message Of Christmas. We Are Never Alone. Not When The Night Is Darkest, The Wind Coldest, The World Seemingly Most Indifferent. For This Is Still The Time God Chooses.