Only Those Who Never Step, Never Stumble.

There Are Far Too Many People For Us To Think About Each Of Them During Our Short Stay On Earth—like The Thousands Of Books In A Library We Haven’t Time To Read In An Afternoon. But This Is No Excuse To Cease Browsing. For Every Now And Then, We Find That One Book That Reaches Us Deep Inside And Introduces Us To Ourselves. And, In Someone Else’s Story, We Come To Understand Our Own.

What A Culture We Live In, We Are Swimming In An Ocean Of Information, And Drowning In Ignorance.

Some People Were Born To Work For Others. Not In A Mindless, Servile-way--rather They Simply Work Better In A Set Regimen Of Daily Tasks And Functions. Others Were Born Of The Entrepreneurial Spirit And Enjoy The Demands Of Self-determination And The Roll Of The Dice.

The Thing Is, The Only Real Sign Of Life Is Growth. And Growth Requires Pain. So To Choose Life Is To Accept Pain.

There Are Moments, It Would Seem, That Were Created In Cosmic Theater Where We Are Given Strange And Fantastic Tests. In These Times, We Do Not Show Who We Are To God, For Surely He Must Already Know, But Rather To Ourselves.