I Loved The World Of Imagination.

I Don't Have To Prove My Worth And Value To Any But Those I Love, And That I Do By Being Who I Am, With Confidence That Those I Love Appreciate The Good And Accept The Bad. Does Anything Else Really Matter?

In The Past, Tsr And Now Wizards Of The Coast Have Asked Me To Do Game Stats For My Characters, And I'm Never Comfortable Doing That. It's All Relative After All.

There Is No Pain Greater Than This; Not The Cut Of A Jagged-edged Dagger Nor The Fire Of A Dragon's Breath. Nothing Burns In Your Heart Like The Emptiness Of Losing Something, Someone, Before You Truly Have Learned Of Its Value.

Because Of The Friends I Have Known, The Honorable People I Have Met, I Know I Am No Solitary Hero Of Unique Causes. I Know Now That When I Die, I Will Live On. That Which Is Important Will Live On. This Is My Legacy; And By The Grace Of The Gods, I Am Not Alone.

Nostalgia Is A Necessary Thing, I Believe, And A Way For All Of Us To Find Peace In That Which We Have Accomplished, Or Even Failed To Accomplish. At The Same Time, If Nostalgia Precipitates Actions To Return To That Fabled, Rosy-painted Time, Particularly In One Who Believes His Life To Be A Failure, Then It Is An Empty Thing, Doomed To Produce Nothing But Frustration And An Even Greater Sense Of Failure.