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We Are All In Motion. Always. Those Who Are Not Climbing Toward Something Are Descending Toward Nothing.

Such Fickle Days Of Love When Pain And Ecstasy Share The Same Hour

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.

There's A Problem With Marrying Up. You Always Worry That Someday They'll See Through You And Leave. Or, Worse Yet, Someone Better Will Come Along And Take Her. In My Case, It Wasn't Someone. And It Wasn't Something Better.

Procrastinatio N Is The Thief Of Dreams