Love Is Never Convenient-and Rarely Painless

Heroes Rarely Look The Way We Draw Them In Our Minds: Attractive, Imposing Figures With Rippling Muscles And Strong Chins. More Times Than Not They Are Humble Beings, Small And Flawed. It Is Only Their Spirits That Are Beautiful And Strong.

We Stone Our Prophets, Then Build Monuments To Them After They're Gone.

. . .and Every Native Has A Story Of Winter – Stories That Usually Begin, You Call This A Storm? And Grow In The Telling Like Battle Tales Shared By Graying War Veterans. It’s A Peculiar Character Flaw To Those Of Us From Cold Climates That We Feel Superior To Those Who Have The Sense To Live Elsewhere.

The Only Way To Remove Pain From Death Is To Remove Love From Life.

Things That Seem Bad At The Time Are Really Blessings.