How Can You Hope To Recognize Good

The Sun Began To Set Behind Bethlehem And The Beams Were Breaking Through Some White And Gray Clouds. There Was A Slight And Beautiful Chill From The Autumn Air. I Gave Thanks For That Beautiful Day And For The Fact That The Sun Does Not Know Palestinian From Israeli, Christian From Muslim Or Jew, And Asian From American Or African, And I Asked Myself: If The Sun Shines On All Of Us As One, How Much More Does The Sun's Creator See And Love Us All As One?

Pain Or Perspective, That's The Choice.' . . . You Choose Pain - You Choose To Fight It, Deny It, Bury It - Then Yes, The Choice Is Always Hard. But You Choose Perspective - Embrace Your History, Give It Credit For The Better Person It Can Make You, Scars And All - The Choice Gets Easier Every Time.

A Person Who Finds Silence And Solitude Boring Is A Person Who Is Himself Boring, Empty Of Anything Worth Consideration.

She Suddenly Began To Jump Up And Down, Screaming At The Top Of Her Lungs. "the Arks Are After Me! The Arks Are After Me! Help Me, The Arks Are After Me!" .... "the Arks! You Don't Understand, I Have The Ring And The Arks Are After Me!" .... (and So The Police Officer Is Puzzled Long Enough For Miriam And Seth To Escape)

. . . Your History Is No Less Important To Your Survival Than Your Ability To Breathe. In The End, You Can Only Determine Whether To Saturate Your Memories With Pain Or With Perspective. Forgetting Is Not An Option. I Tell You The Truth Now: Pain Was Not God's Plan For This Life. It Is A Reality, But It Is Not A Part Of The Plan.