At 50, I Began To Know Who

If We Live Long Enough, We May Even Get Over War. I Imagine A Time When Somebody Will Mention The Word War And Everyone In The Room Will Start To Laugh. And What Do You Mean War?

My Mission In Life Is Not Merely To Survive, But To Thrive

Laugh...it's The Sweetest Thing One Can Do For Oneself And One's Fellow Human Beings.

When I Was Asked To Do Something Good, I Often Say Yes, I'll Try, Yes, I'll Do My Best. And Part Of That Is Believing, If God Loves Me, If God Made Everything From Leaves To Seals And Oak Trees, Then What Is It I Can't Do?

Poetry Puts Starch In Your Backbone So You Can Stand, So You Can Compose Your Life.