A Grown Man, Weeping, Is A Tough

I Confess, I Do Have To Remind Myself Almost Daily That There Are People On This Earth Capable Of Reading, Writing, Eating And Dressing Themselves Who Believe Their Lives Are Ruled From Billions Of Miles Away, By The Stars - And, Of Course, The Planets.

I Find Most 'sacred Music' Pretty Dismal.

The Trick To Writing For People Is, You Have To Be Able To Turn Them On In Your Head. And Know How They'd Word Something Or How They'd Inflect It.

Perhaps The Saddest Irony Of Depression Is That Suicide Happens When The Patient Gets A Little Better And Can Again Function Sufficiently.

It's A Tribute To The Human Brain That Anyone Is Able To Function Out There On Television In A Talk Situation That Is Entirely Artificial.