Lots Of People Are Unable To See

Nothing Is Worse Than Being Alone On The Evening Of The Day When One's Cow Has Exploded.

The Hard Rain Nailed The Night To The City.

If We Were Capable Of Thinking Of Everything, We Would Still Be Living In Eden, Rent-free With All-you-can-eat Buffets And Infinitely Better Daytime Tv Programming.

There's Still A Fascination With Somebody Who Can Write At Book Length, No Matter What The Book Is.

Because God Is Never Cruel, There Is A Reason For All Things. We Must Know The Pain Of Loss; Because If We Never Knew It, We Would Have No Compassion For Others, And We Would Become Monsters Of Self-regard, Creatures Of Unalloyed Self-interest. The Terrible Pain Of Loss Teaches Humility To Our Prideful Kind, Has The Power To Soften Uncaring Hearts, To Make A Better Person Of A Good One.