There Is A Reason God Limits Man's

There Is Everything You Know And There Is Everything That Happens. When The Two Do Not Line Up, You Make A Choice.

There Are No Random Acts.

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

Mankind Is Connected In Ways It Does Not Understand - Even In Dreams.

When You're Rotten About Yourself, You Become Rotten To Everyone Else, Even Those You Love.