Talent Is A Universal Gift, But It

A Warrior Of The Light...never Confuses Tension With Anxiety.

Then There Are Those Who Plant. They Endure Storms And All The Many Vicissitudes Of The Seasons, And They Rarely Rest. But, Unlike A Building, A Garden Never Stops Growing. And While It Requires The Gardener's Constant Attention, It Also Allows Life For The Gardener To Be A Great Adventure.

He Is Also A Victim Of Some Injustice; He Usually Tries To Be Alone, In Order To Show His Pain To Others.

Oddly Enough I Never Used To Suffer From Depression On Cold, Gray, Cloudy Days Like This. I Feel As If Nature Is In Harmony With Me, That It Reflected My Soul. On The Other Hand, When The Sun Appeared, The Children Would Come Out To Play In The Streets, And Everyone Was Happy That It Was Such A Lovely Day, And Then I Would Feel Terrible, As If That Display Of Exuberance In Which I Could Not Participate Was Somehow Unfair.

Men Dream More About Coming Home Than About Leaving.