Words Matter, Words Have Import.

Because There Is No Meaning To Be Found In The Arbitrary Nature Of Things., It's All Random. Just As Space Is Blue. And Birds Fly Through It.

There Is Much To Be Said For Solitude.

If There Is An Abiding Theme In 'the Pursuit Of Happiness,' It Is The Idea That You Come Into The World Already Shaped By Other People's Past Histories.

We All Want To Fix Things. Just As We All Believe That So Much In Life Can Be Rectified. Mend Fences, Build Bridges, Reach Out, Engage In Mutual Healing.

We All Talk About How Much We Hate Lies. Yet We Prefer, So Often, To Be Lied To....because It Allows Us To Dodge All Those Painful Truths We'd Rather Not Hear.