There Are Two Stories For Every Life;

Instead, He Would Make Death His Final Project, The Center Point Of His Days. Since Everyone Was Going To Die, He Could Be Of Great Value, Right? He Could Be Research. A Human Textbook. Study Me In My Slow And Patient Demise. Watch What Happens To Me. Learn With Me.

This Is A Story About A Family And, As There Is A Ghost Involved, You Might Cal It A Ghost Story. But Every Family Is A Ghost Story. The Dead Sit At Out Tables Long After They Have Gone.

You Have Peace," The Old Woman Said, "when You Make It With Yourself.

Much Of What We Called "depression" Was Really Dissatisfaction, A Result Of Setting A Bar Impossibly High Or Expecting Treasures We Weren't Willing To Work For.

You're Not A Wave, You're A Part Of The Ocean.