The Days Are Stacked Against What We

I Can Maintain My Sense Of The Sacredness Of Existence Only By Understanding My Own Limitations And Losing My Self-importance.

Death Steals Everything Except Our Stories.

Nothing On My Trip Thus Far Was As I Expected Which Shows You That Rather Than Simply Read About The United States You Have To Log The Journey.

Fishing Makes Us Less The Hostages To The Horrors Of Making A Living.

We Are All Naturally Xenophobic.