I Am Now Working On The Second

... She Knew In Her Heart That To Be Without Optimism, That Core Of Reasonless Hope In The Spirit Rather Than The Brain, Was A Fatal Flaw, The Seed Of Death.

People Only Tell Lies When The Truth Is Disagreeable To Them, Or Frightens Them, Or To Cover Sin.

I Believe In An Individual Soul Which Travels Through Eternity. This Life Is Far From All There Is--in Fact, It Is A Minute Part, Simply An Antechamber, A Deciding Place Where We Choose The Light From The Dark, Where We Come To Know What We Truly Value.

The Truth Can Be Very Sharp. But It Makes A Cleaner Wound Than Lies. It Will Not Fester

I Wonder How Often In The Past I May Have Missed The Good In People Because I Pre-judged, Based On The Differences?