It Is Easy To Be Nice, Even

He Is One Of Those Who Has Had The Wilderness For A Pillow, And Called A Star His Brother. Alone. But Loneliness Can Be A Communion.

This Accidental Meeting Of Possibilities Calls Itself I. I Ask: What Am I Doing Here? And, At Once, This I Becomes Unreal.

The Concept Of Loyalty Is Distorted When It Is Understood To Mean Blind Acceptance. It Is Correctly Interpreted When It Is Assumed To Cover Honest Criticism.

Life Yields Only To The Conqueror.

Beneath The Hush A Whisper From Long Ago, Promising Peace Of Mind And A Burden Shared. No Peace Which Is Not Peace For All, No Rest Until All Has Been Fulfilled.