Memory Is A Gulf That A Word

Another Story Must Begin!

Winter Is On My Head, But Eternal Spring Is In My Heart.

A Garden To Walk In And Immensity To Dream In--what More Could He Ask? A Few Flowers At His Feet And Above Him The Stars.

A War Between Europeans Is A Civil War.

A Day Will Come When Markets, Open To Trade, And Minds, Open To Ideas, Will Become The Sole Battlefield.