There Are Two Stories For Every Life;

When He Went Blundering Back To God, His Songs Half Written, His Work Half Done, Who Knows What Paths His Bruised Feet Trod, What Hills Of Peace Or Pain He Won? I Hope God Smiled And Took His Hand, And Said, "poor Truant, Passionate Fool! Life’s Book Is Hard To Understand: Why Couldst Thou Not Remain At School?" A Poem By Charles Hanson Towne

Love Is The Only Rational Act.

Fairness, Does Not Govern Life And Death. If It Did, No Good Person Would Ever Die Young. ~ The Blue Man

I'm In Love With Hope.

This Is How You Start To Get Respect, By Offering Something That You Have.