Joy And Sadness Come By Turns.

Since Grief Only Aggravates Your Loss, Grieve Not For What Is Past.

Before, I Wandered As A Diversion. Now I Wander Seriously And Sit And Read As A Diversion.

In A Word, The Consumer Of Mass Culture Is Lonely, Not Only Lonely, But Spiritually Impoverished.

Why Is It That One Can Look At A Lion Or A Planet Or An Owl Or At Someone's Finger As Long As One Pleases, But Looking Into The Eyes Of Another Person Is, If Prolonged Past A Second, A Perilous Affair?

I Like To Eat Crawfish And Drink Beer. That's Despair?