We Write To Know We Are Not

A Well-off Plastic Surgeon Can Suffer Just As Much As An Irish Lad Who Has Been Abused Or Whatever.

All The Fear In The World, And The Violence That Comes From The Fear, And The Hatred That Comes From The Violence, And The Lonliness That Comes From The Hatred. All The Unhappiness, All The Cruelty, It Gathers Like Clouds In The Air, And Grows Dark And Cold And Heavy, And Falls Like Grey Snow In Thick Layers Over The Land. Then The World Is Muffled And Numb, And No One Can Hear Each Other Or Feel Each Other. Think How Sad And Lonely That Must Be.

Everyone Deserves To Be The Hero Of A Novel.

If You Die, I'll Die.' 'but Is You Live, I'll Live.' - Bowman And Kestrel, Firesong

I Pray Because I Can't Help Myself. I Pray Because I'm Helpless. I Pray Because The Need Flows Out Of Me All The Time- Waking And Sleeping. It Doesn't Change God- It Changes Me.