I'm Claiming The Right To Be Unhappy.

All Right Then," Said The Savage Defiantly, "i'm Claiming The Right To Be Unhappy.

A Mind That Has Come To The Stillness Of Wisdom Shall Know Being, Shall Know What It Is To Love. Love Is Neither Personal Nor Impersonal. Love Is Love, Not To Be Defined Or Described By The Mind As Exclusive Or Inclusive. Love Is Its Own Eternity; It Is The Real, The Supreme, The Immeasurable.

In Life, Man Proposes, God Disposes.

The Lion Will Lay Down With The Lamb...but Every Morning They'll Have To Provide A New Lamb. Maybe This World Is Another Planet's Hell.

Life Is Short And Information Endless: Nobody Has Time For Everything