Think Only On The Climb. Think On

There Was Just A Moment When Things Weren't Quite The Same, Weren't Quite As They Had Always Been Through The Long Friendship

For The First Time, He Heard Something That He Knew To Be Music. He Heard People Singing. Behind Him, Across Vast Distances Of Space And Time, From The Place He Had Left, He Thought He Heard Music Too. But Perhaps, It Was Only An Echo.

People Do Things That Turn Out Badly, Often For The Most Benevolent Of Reasons.

I See All Of Them. All The Colors.

Ellen Had Said That Her Mother Was Afraid Of The Ocean, That It Was Too Cold And Too Big. The Sky Was, Too, Thought Annemarie. The Whole World Was: Too Cold, Too Big. And Too Cruel.