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Never, Ever Regret Or Apologize For Believing That When One Man Or One Woman Decides To Risk Addressing The World With Truth, The World May Stop What It Is Doing And Hear. There Is Too Much Evidence To The Contrary.

For Thirty Years Now, In Times Of Stress And Strain, When Something Has Me Backed Against The Wall And I'm Ready To Do Something Really Stupid With My Anger, A Sorrowful Face Appears In My Mind And Asks... "problem Or Inconvenience?" I Think Of This As The Wollman Test Of Reality. Life Is Lumpy. And A Lump In The Oatmeal, A Lump In The Throat, And A Lump In The Breast Are Not The Same Lump. One Should Learn The Difference.

Always Trust Your Fellow Man. And Always Cut The Cards. Always Trust God. And Always Build Your House On High Ground. Always Love Thy Neighbor. And Always Pick A Good Neighborhood To Live In.

I Am A Fragment Of A Mirror Whose Whole Design And Shape I Do Not Know. Nevertheless, With What I Have - I Can Reflect Light Into The Dark Places Of This World - Into The Black Places In The Hearts Of Men - And Change Somethings In Some People. Perhaps Others May See And Do Likewise. This Is What I Am About. This Is The Meaning Of My Life.

Sometimes During The Day, I Consciously Focus On Some Ordinary Object And Allow Myself A Momentary "paying-attention." This Paying-attention Gives Meaning To My Life. I Don't Know Who It Was, But Someone Said That Careful Attention Paid To Anything Is A Window Into The Universe. Pausing To Think This Way, Even For A Brief Moment, Is Very Important. It Gives Quality To My Day.