When The Spirit Of Child's Play Enters

Land Of Snap Decisions, Land Of Short Attention Spans, Nothing Is Savored Long Enough To Really Understand.

I Assume There Must Be Some Kind Of Genetic Thrust. My Two Grandmothers Were Very Different, But Both Of Them Were Frustrated Musicians.

During Times Like These, The Wise Are Influential.

Heaven's Full Of Astronauts And The Lord's On Death Row.

With A Painting, You Don't Have To Go Back And Paint It Again.