Life Is A Process Of One Goneness

Fidelity Is A Matter Of Perception; Nobody Is Unfaithful To The Sea Or To Mountains Or To Death: Once Recognized They Fill The Heart.

A Map Is The Dead Body Of Where You've Been. A Map Is The Unborn Baby Of Where You're Going. There Are No Maps. Maps Are Pictures Of What Isn't.

Me, What's That After All? An Arbitrary Limitation Of Being Bounded By The People Before And After And On Either Side. Where They Leave Off I Begin, And Vice Versa.

There Are Situations In Life To Which The Only Satisfactory Response Is A Physically Violent One. If You Don't Make That Response, You Continually Relive The Unresolved Situation Over And Over In Your Life.

I'd Always Assumed I Was The Central Character In My Own Story, But Now It Occured To Me I Might In Fact Be Only A Minor Character In Someone Else's.