How Can We Be Strangers If We

The Short Story Packs A Self In A Few Pages Predicating A Lifetime

... It's Possible To Let Love Fly By Like A Cloud In A Windy Sky If One Is Too Timid, Or Perhaps Unable To Believe He Is Entitled To Good Fortune.

Where To Look If You've Lost Your Mind?

I Am Somewhat Of A Meliorist. That Is To Say, I Act As An Optimist Because I Find I Cannot Act At All, As A Pessimist. One Often Feels Helpless In The Face Of The Confusion Of These Times, Such A Mass Of Apparently Uncontrollable Events And Experiences To Live Through, Attempt To Understand, And If At All Possible, Give Order To; But One Must Not Withdraw From The Task If He Has Some Small Things To Offer - He Does So At The Risk Of Diminishing His Humanity.

The Wild Begins Where You Least Expect It, One Step Off Your Normal Course