Moonflowers Blossom In The Sand Hills Before

The Ancient People Perceived The World And Themselves Within That World As Part Of An Ancient Continuous Story Composed Of Innumerable Bundles Of Other Stories.

As Long As The Hummingbird Had Not Abandoned The Land, Somewhere There Were Still Flowers, And They Could All Go On.

But As Long As You Remember What You Have Seen, Then Nothing Is Gone. As Long As You Remember, It Is Part Of This Story We Have Together.

Relationships. That's All There Really Is. There's Your Relationship With The Dust That Just Blew In Your Face, Or With The Person Who Just Kicked You End Over End. ... You Have To Come To Terms, To Some Kind Of Equilibrium, With Those People Around You, Those People Who Care For You, Your Environment.

When Someone Dies, You Don't Get Over It By Forgetting; You Get Over It By Remembering, And You Are Aware That No Person Is Ever Truly Lost Or Gone Once They Have Been In Our Life And Loved Us, As We Have Loved Them.