Above All, If What You've Done Is

So You Drive As Far As You Can, Even When You Can Clearly Read The Sign. You Want To Think You Are Exempt, That It Doesn’t Apply To You. But It Does. Life Is Still A Dead End. And We Still Have A Hard Time Believing It

Only An Open Mind Still Has Room For New Knowledge. What Is Outgrown And Used Up Must Be Discarded To Make Room For What Is Yet To Be Learned. And Much Of The Best Thinking Is Done Alone-in Deserts, On Beaches, In Bed, Behind Closed Doors. It Is Why We Say We Need To Get Away-to Escape From Clutter And Busyness-to Hear Ourselves Think.

Weddings Seem To Be Magnets For Mishap And For Whatever Craziness Lurks In Family Closets. In More Ways Than One, Weddings Bring Out The Ding-dong On Everybody Involved.

Sometimes History Knocks At The Most Ordinary Door To See If Anyone Is Home. Sometimes Someone Is.

Maybe We Should Develop A Crayola Bomb As Our Next Secret Weapon. A Happiness Weapon. A Beauty Bomb. And Every Time A Crisis Developed, We Would Launch One. And People Would Smile And Get A Little Funny Look On Their Faces And Cover The World With Imagination.