Laws And Machines Are Shaped To Fit

No Map To Help Us Find The Tranquil Flat Lands, Clearings Calm, Fields Without Mean Fences. Rolling Down The Other Side Of Life Our Compass Is The Sureness Of Ourselves. Time May Make Us Rugged, Ragged Round The Edges, But Know And Understand That Love Is Still The Safest Place To Land.

If I Could Do It Over, I'd Do Better.

The World Needs Writers. We Will Always Be Necessary. There Are Few Professions That Can Claim That Distinction.

Even When You Feel You've Reached The End Or Edge Of Life, Hold On. Life Itself Will Ultimately Take Care Of You.

There Is No Other Way To Find Ourselves But In Each Others Faces.