Time Doesn't. All That Time Does Is

Time Doesn't. All That Time Does Is Make It More Distant, Put More Space Between You And What Happened. It Doesn't Heal Anything. I Don't Know How Or What Does The Healing, But It Isn't Time.

We're None Of Us Quite So Sure Of Our Place In The World That We Can't Be Rocked Off Our Feet By Bad Times. It's The Getting Back Up Again That Counts. Not That You Fall, But Getting Back Up Again Counts For More In The Long Run.

The Dragonets Found The Carpenters To Be Even More Fascinating Than The Furniture, And Followed The Poor Men From Pen To Pen, Crowding Around To Watch, Tasting The Wooden Planks, Trying To Steal The Tools. It Made For An Interesting Day For Everyone, As The Boys Tried To Keep The Dragonets Away From The Carpenters, And The Dragonets Tried To Get At The Carpenters, And The Carpenters Worked Probably A Great Deal Faster Than They Ever Had In Their Lives, Sure That The Dragonets Would Go From Tasting The Wood To Tasting Them.

A Quaint Conceit, Don't You Think?

Give Your Enemy A Face, If He Is Human, Do Not Dehumanize Him. Know Him And Know Why He Is Your Enemy. If Your Enemy Is Within You, Understand What It Is And Why You Are Afraid. Put A Face On Your Fear. When You Understand It, And It Is No Longer Vague And Shapeless, You Will Find That Your Fear Is No Longer So Formidable.