I Seem To Have Very Few Casual

You Were One Person, And You Changed The World.

I'm Being Made Aware Of My Mortality All The Time.

Belief, Hard Work, Love–you Have Those Things, You Can Do Anything.

Turn On The Faucet. Wash Yourself With The Emotion. It Won’t Hurt You. It Will Only Help. If You Let The Fear Inside, If You Pull It On Like A Familiar Shirt, Then You Can Say To Yourself, “all Right, It’s Just Fear, I Don’t Have To Let It Control Me. I See It For What It Is".

I Give Myself A Good Cry If I Need It. But Then I Concentrate On The Good Things Still In My Life. I Don't Allow Myself Any More Self-pity Than That. A Little Each Every Morning, A Few Tears, And That's All.