The Cynic Is A Coward. He Foresees

Life Is What We Make It, Always Has Been, Always Will Be...including Our Perception. Of It

We Love Best Those Who Are, Or Act For Us, A Self We Do Not Wish To Be Or Act Out.

Stories Are The Only Enchantment Possible, For When We Begin To See Our Suffering As A Story, We Are Saved.

People Living Deeply Have No Fear Of Death.

Throw Your Dreams Into Space Like A Kite, And You Do Not Know What It Will Bring Back, A New Life, A New Friend, A New Love, A New Country.