If You Rest, You Rust.

There's A Little Vanity Chair That Charlie Gave Me The First Christmas We Knew Each Other. I'll Not Be Parting With That, Nor Our Bed - The Four-poster - I'll Be Needing That To Die In.

Egocentrics Are Attracted To The Inept. It Gives Them One More Excuse For Patting Themselves On The Back.

Yes, I Have Doubted. I Have Wandererd Off The Path. I Have Been Lost. But I Always Returned. It Is Beyond The Logic I Seek. It Is Intuitive - An Intrinsic, Built-in Sense Of Direction. I Seem To Find My Way Home. My Faith Has Wavered But Has Saved Me.

The Truth Is That There Is Only One Terminal Dignity - Love. And The Story Of A Love Is Not Important - What Is Important Is That One Is Capable Of Love. It Is Perhaps The Only Glimpse We Are Permitted Of Eternity.

If You Rest, You Rust.