Small Can Beat Big, But You Must

. . . God Is Too Busy Making The Sun Come Up And Go Down And Watching So The Moon Floats Just Right In The Sky To Be Concerned With Color . . . Only Man Wants Always God Should Be There To Condemn This One And Save That One. Always It Is Man Who Wants To Make Heaven And Hell. God Is Too Busy Training The Bees To Make Honey And Every Morning Opening Up All The New Flowers For Business.

You Can't Go Feeding Your Hate On The Past, It's Not Natural.

Words Are Like Diamonds. Polish Them Too Much, And All You Get Are Pebbles.

Sometimes The Slightest Things Change The Directions Of Our Lives, The Merest Breath Of A Circumstance, A Random Moment That Connects Like A Meteorite Striking The Earth. Lives Have Swiveled And Changed Direction On The Strength Of A Chance Remark.

The Man Assumes The Role Of The Loner, The Thinker And The Searching Spirit Who Calls The Privileged And The Powerful To Task. The Power Of One Was The Courage To Remain Separate, Th Think Through The Truth And Not Be Beguiled By Convention Or The Plausible Arguments Of Those Who Expect To Maintain Power, Whatever The Cost.