I Have Always Known That The Best

I Do Believe I Begin To Grasp The Nature Of Miracles! For Would It Be A Miracle, If There Was Any Reason For It? Miracles Have Nothing To Do With Reason. Miracles Contradict Reason, They Strike Clean Across Mere Human Deserts, And Deliver And Save Where They Will. If They Made Sense, They Would Not Be Miracles.

As Roads Go, The Road Home Is As Good As Any.

There Is In The End No Remedy But Truth. It Is The One Course That Cannot Be Evil.

Death, After All, Is The Common Expectation From Birth. Neither Heroes Nor Cowards Can Escape It.

I Go To Prague Every Year If I Can, Value My Relationships There Like Gold, And Feel Myself In A Sense Czech, With All Their Hopes And Needs. They Are A People I Not Only Love, But Admire.