It Does No Harm Just Once In

It Was Cold Out There, Bitter, Biting, Cutting, Piercing, Hyperborean, Marmoreal Cold, And There Were All These Minnesotans Running Around Outdoors, Happy As Lambs In The Spring.

You Can't Travel The Back Roads Very Long Without Discovering A Multitude Of Gentle People Doing Good For Others With No Expectation Of Gain Or Recognition. The Everyday Kindness Of The Back Roads More Than Makes Up For The Acts Of Greed In The Headlines. Some People Out There Spend Their Whole Lives Selflessly.

A True Southerner Will Never Say In 2-3 Words What Can Better Be Said In 10-12.

I Can't Remember A Time When I Didn't Want To Be A Reporter. I Don't Know Where I Got The Idea That It Was A Romantic Calling.

It Takes An Earthquake To Remind Us That We Walk On The Crust Of An Unfinished Planet.