We Go Through Life. We Shed Our

Swift Is The Arrow, Dark Is The Thorn, The Slate Is Clean, The Future Awaits, Awake.

It Was No Hardship To Me To Spend Long Hours Reading And Writing.

Good News Doesn't Necessarily Have To Be A Positive Thing. Bringing Good News Is Imparting Hope To One's Fellow Man.

My Father Hated Rock And Roll - Hated It. My First Real Argument With My Father Was Over The Rolling Stones. And He Never, Ever Liked Rock And Roll. He Just Liked Me.

We Were As Hansel And Gretel And We Ventured Out Into The Black Forest Of The World.