Remember, He Is Not, Like You, A

You Can't Go Back And Change The Beginning, But You Can Start Where You Are And Change The Ending.

Human Beings Judge One Another By Their External Actions. God Judges Them By Their Moral Choices.

And There We All Were, As Invisible As You Could Wish To See.

But Suppose You Struggle Through To The Good And Find That It Also Is Dreadful? How If Food Itself Turns Out To Be The Very Thing You Can't Eat, And Home The Very Place You Can't Live, And Your Very Comforter The Person Who Makes You Uncomfortable? Then, Indeed, There Is No Rescue Possible: The Last Card Has Been Played.

Those Who Tread 'adult' As A Term Of Approval Cannot Hope To Be Considered Adult Themselves. When I Became A Man I Put Away Childish Things, Along With The Desire To Be Very Grown Up.