In Each Little Life, We Can See

Only Time Conquers Time And Its Burdens.

I Can Do What I Need To Do. I Can Get Where I Want To Go, No Matter How Hard It Is.

When I'm In The Middle Of A Book It Can Go Up From There. When You're Putting In Those Hours, The Real World Kind Of Fades And The World You're Creating Becomes Almost More Real To You Than The Outside World.

Living In The Modern Age, Death For Virtue Is The Wage. So It Seems In Darker Hours. Evil Wins, Kindness Cowers. Ruled By Violence And Vice We All Stand Upon Thin Ice. Are We Brave Or Are We Mice, Here Upon Such Thin, Thin Ice? Dare We Linger, Dare We Skate? Dare We Laugh Or Celebrate, Knowing We May Strain The Ice? Preserve The Ice At Any Price?

You Have To Stop Worrying About Looking Foolish, 'cause Fear Of Being Humiliated Really Limits You.