Growing Old Is Not Growing Up.

Sherrill On Easter Day The Veil Between Time And Eternity Thins To Gossamer.

If Wishes Were Fishes We'd All Be Throwing Nets. If Wishes Were Horses We'd All Ride.

Boring People Are A Reflection Of Boring People.

Beauty Is Variable, Ugliness Is Constant.

Thoughts Are The Gun, Words Are The Bullets, Deeds Are The Target, The Bulls-eye Is Heaven.