All True Wealth Is Biological.

It's A Bizarre But Wonderful Feeling, To Arrive Dead Center Of A Target You Didn't Even Know You Were Aiming For.

One Learns Better Than To Hand One's Choices To Fear. With Age, With Every Wound And Scar, One Learns.

Like Integrity, Love Of Life Was Not A Subject To Be Studied, It Was A Contagion To Be Caught. And You Had To Catch It From Someone Who Had It.

Exile, For No Other Motive Than Ease, Would Be The Last Defeat, With No Seed Of Future Victory In It.

But Have You Ever Overheard Two Women Discussing Men? Men Are Crude Liars, Comparing Their Drabs, But Women - I'd Rather Have [an] Anatomist Dissect Me Alive Than To Listen To The Things The Ladies Say About Us When They Think They Are Alone.