I Could Not Imagine Living Away From

Your Actions Are Your Own. Your Choices Are Your Own. Each Of Us Carries A Burden Of Guilt For Decisions Made Or Not Made. You Can Let That Rule Your Whole Life Or You Can Put It Behind You And Move On. Only A Madman Lets Jealousy Determine The Course Of His Existence. Only A Weak Man Blames Others For His Own Errors.

Real Life Is Not Quite As It Is In Stories. In The Old Tales, Bad Things Happen, And When The Tale Has Unfolded And Come To Its Triumphant Conclusion, It Is As If The Bad Things Had Never Been. Life Is Not As Simple As That, Not Quite.

The Greatest Tales, Well Told, Awaken The Fears And Longings Of The Listeners. Each Man Hears A Different Story. Each Is Touched By It According To His Inner Self. The Words Go To The Ear, But The True Message Travels Straight To The Spirit.

If She Were Here I Wouldn't Be Able To Keep My Hands Off Her. I Would Hold Her So Close She'd Beg Me To Let Her Breathe. I'd Kiss Her So Hard She'd Plead For Mercy. I'd Unfasten Her Clothing And Lie With Her Onthat Hard Bed, And What Was Between Us Would Be As Far Above The Ordinary Congress Between Man And Woman As The Stars Are Above Their Pale Reflections In The Lake Below.

My World Was Changing, And I Was Not Ready For It.