Fail At Love, And The Other Tests

What The Caterpillar Calls The End Of The World The Master Calls A Butterfly.

Rebuilding Us. Isn't That What The Spirit Requires, When We Climb Over The Wreckage Of Our Lives, Sometimes, We Go On To Make Our Lives Our Own Affirmation? We Are Perfect Expressions Of Perfect Love, Here And Now. There Is No Permanent Injury.

One Of The Cosmic Laws, I Think, Is That Whatever We Hold In Our Thought Will Come True In Our Experience.

What I Love Doing Is Basically Two Things: I Love Flying Airplanes And I Love Communication.

How Can A Deer Tell When A Leaf Falls Silent In The Forest? She Hears It Breathing Differently.