One Of Life's Best Coping Mechanisms Is

It’s The Spirit Here That Counts. The Time May Be Long, The Vehicle May Be Strange Or Unexpected. But If The Dream Is Held Close To The Heart, And Imagination Is Applied To What There Is Close At Hand, Everything Is Still Possible.

We’re All A Little Weird. And Life Is A Little Weird. And When We Find Someone Whose Weirdness Is Compatible With Ours, We Join Up With Them And Fall Into Mutually Satisfying Weirdness — And Call It Love — True Love.

The Gift Was Not Large As Money Goes, And My Need Was Not Great, But The Spirit Of The Gift Is Beyond Price And Leaves Me Blessed And In Debt.

Life Is Lumpy. And A Lump In The Oatmeal, A Lump In The Throat, And A Lump In A Breast Are Not The Same Lump. One Should Learn The Difference.

We Even Make Ourselves Up, Fusing What We Are With What We Wish Into What We Must Become. I'm Not Sure Why It Must Be So, But It Is.