I Am Haunted By Waters.

Probably Most Catastrophes End This Way Without An Ending, The Dead Not Even Knowing How They Died...,those Who Loved Them Forever Questioning "this Unnecessary Death," And The Rest Of Us Tiring Of This Inconsolable Catastrophe And Turning To The Next One.

All Good Things Come By Grace, And Grace Comes By Art, And Art Does Not Come Easy.

At Sunrise Everything Is Luminous But Not Clear. It Is Those We Live With And Love And Should Know Who Elude Us. You Can Love Completely Without Complete Understanding.

At The Time I Did Not Know That Stories Of Life Are Often More Like Rivers Than Books.

A Mystery Of The Universe Is How It Has Managed To Survive With So Much Volunteer Help.