The Wolf Was At The Door. His

Or Perhaps It Is Some Combination Of Spirit And Desire, Love And Hope, Some Alchemy That We Each Possess And Can Put To Use, If We First Know Where To Look Without Flinching.

...dreams Were Dreams And Reality Was Reality And She Felt People Were Better Off Understanding The Difference.

I’m From The Health Department. You’ve Heard Of Typhoid Mary? This Fella’s Got Enough Typhoid To Start His Own Colony.

Do Not Be Tempted By English Roses. Their Beauty Fades, But Their Thorns Are Forever.

And That Is How Change Happens. One Gesture. One Person. One Moment At A Time.