Everything Matters Terribly To Children, You Know,

The Best Things Arrive On Time.

Sometimes I Think We're All Tightrope Walkers Suspended On A Wire Two Thousand Feet In The Air, And So Long As We Never Look Down We're Okay, But Some Of Us Lose Momentum And Look Down For A Second And Are Never Quite The Same Again: We Know.

... People Misunderstood Death, They Died Not Of Too Little Life But Of Too Much Life, That As The Skin Withered And The Future Grew Short It Was The Past That Took On Flesh, Until Ultimately The Sheer Accumulation Of Experience And Memory Became Too Heavy To Carry.

Both Therapy And Friendship Possessed The Common Denominator Of Discovering A Self.

Will Anything But Fanaticism Make For Change? Wisdom And Compromise Come Later.