God Is A God Of Lovingkindness.

Decay Is Quiet But Ghastly, Explosion Is Dramatic And Dreadful. There's Not Much To Choose Between The Two Of Them In Reality, And Most Of Our Lives Have Sufficient Of Both.

A Person Who Has No Secrets Is A Liar. We Always Fold Ourselves Away From Others Just Enough To Preserve A Secret Or Two, Something That We Cannot Share Without Destroying Our Inner Landscape.

I Am Not A Perfect Friend, And It Is Impossible Not To Rebuff Or Be Rebuffed If You Move About The World.

Self-pity Is Never Useful. It Tends To Distort Like A Fun-house Mirror.

I Would Prefer You Not To Say, "that Was The Most Terribly Written Piece I've Ever Read." That Would Hurt Me. But You Don't Think I'm The Best Person In The World? Well, Alright.