We Are The Total Of Our Longings.

A Hard Truth: That Courage Can Be Without Meaning Or Impact, Need Not Be Rewarded, Or Even Known. The World Has Not Been Made In That Way. Perhaps, However, Within The Self There Might Come A Resonance, The Awareness Of Having Done Something Difficult, Of Having Done . . . Something.

You'd Never Killed Anyone. Then You Had.

A Hand Fought Best When It Made A Fist.

We Salvage What We Can, What Truly Matters To Us, Even At The Gates Of Despair.

How We Remember Changes How We Have Lived. Time Runs Both Ways. We Make Stories Of Our Lives.