You Priests. You're All The Same. You

For Me, The Magic Of Hawaii Comes From The Stillness, The Sea, The Stars.

I'm Phobic About The Idea Of Being Constrained.

Drunkeness, She Told Us In A Rare Moment Of Confidence, Is A Sin Against The Fruit, The Tree, The Wine Itself. Wine, Distilled And Nurtured From Bud Into Fruit; It Deserves Reverance. Joy. Gentleness. (page 194.)

I Liked Her Better For Showing A Little Spirit.

Change Isn't Always Comfortable, But It Is A Fact Of Life.