Time Had Changed The Magical To Mundane

What An Unreliable Thing Is Time--when I Want It To Fly, The Hours Stick To Me Like Glue. And What A Changeable Thing, Too. Time Is The Twine To Tie Our Lives Into Parcels Of Years And Months. Or A Rubber Band Stretched To Suit Our Fancy. Time Can Be The Pretty Ribbon In A Little Girl's Hair. Or The Lines In Your Face, Stealing Your Youthful Colour And Your Hair. .... But In The End, Time Is A Noose Around The Neck, Strangling Slowly.

Flirting With Madness Was One Thing; When Madness Started Flirting Back, It Was Time To Call The Whole Thing Off.

There Didn't Seem To Her Any Harm In It, And The Make-believe Was So Comforting.

Zoroastrianism Is About The Opposition Of Good And Evil. For The Triumph Of Good, We Have To Make A Choice. We Can Enlist On The Side Of Good By Prospering, Making Money And Using Our Wealth To Help Others.

There Was No Such Thing As Perfect Privacy, Life Was A Perpetual Concert-hall Recital With A Captive Audience.