A World With One Month Is A

Continents Of Memory Had Been Lost.

The Tragedy Of This World Is That No One Is Happy, Whether Stuck In Atime Of Pain Or Of Joy. The Tragedy Of This World Is That Everyone Is Alone. For A Life In The Past Cannot Be Shared With The Present. Each Person Who Gets Stuck In Time Gets Stuck Alone.

It's Exciting Having A Student Who Is Not Used To Expressing Their Emotional Side And Bringing That Out In Them And See That Developing And Helping To Nurture That. That's An Exciting Thing. In A Class Of Fifteen There Are Usually Two Very Good Writers, Equal To Good Student Writers Anywhere In The Country. Those Two Make The Class Wonderful.

In A World In Which Time Is A Circle, Every Handshake, Every Kiss, Every Birth, Every Word, Will Be Repeated Precisely.

As A Scientist, I Don't Believe Science Will Ever Discover Whether God Exists. Nor Do I Believe Religion Will Ever Prove It.