Pure At Heart: To Be Like A

I'm Not An Intellectual, I'm Just A Writer.

If You Were The Sky, I Would Unfurl Myself In You, As A Rainbow Of Colors Yet Unseen. I Would Become Oceans Of Stars In Your Night.

A Heart Needs Only Its Own Voice To Do What Is Right.

Looking Up And Out, How Can We Not Respect This Ever-vigilant Cognizance That Distinguishes Us: The Capability To Envision, To Dream, And To Invent? The Ability To Ponder Ourselves? And Be Aware Of Our Existence On The Outer Arm Of A Spiral Galaxy In An Immeasurable Ocean Of Stars? Cognizance Is Our Crest.

The Last Motive In The World For Acquiring Vocabulary Should Be To Impress. Words Should Be Acquired Because We Urgently Need Them - To Convey, To Reach, To Express Something Within Us, And To Understand Others.