An Idea Comes As Near To Something

Yes, And Even For The Past...that It Will Turn Out To Have Been All Right For What It Was. Something I Can Accept. Mistakes Made By The Self I Had To Be Or Was Not Able To Be.

Evolution Is Like Walking On A Rolling Barrel. The Walker Isn't So Much Interested In Where The Barrel Is Going As He Is In Keeping On Top Of It.

Not Yesterday I Learned To Know The Love Of Bare November Days Before The Coming Of The Snow.

Humor Is The Most Engaging Cowardice.

Let Me Be The One To Do What Is Done.