No Life Is Complete Without A Touch

There Is No Better Time Than The Autumn To Begin Forgetting The Things That Trouble Us, Allowing Them To Fall Away Like Dried Leaves. There Is No Better Time To Dance Again, To Make The Most Of Every Crumb Of Sunlight And Warm Body And Soul With Its Rays Before It Falls Asleep And Becomes Only A Dim Light Bulb In The Skies.

You Are Protected. But If You Don't Take Risks, God Will Retreat And Become Only A Subject Of Philosophical Speculation.

He Manages To Balance Rigor And Mercy.

Oddly Enough I Never Used To Suffer From Depression On Cold, Gray, Cloudy Days Like This. I Feel As If Nature Is In Harmony With Me, That It Reflected My Soul. On The Other Hand, When The Sun Appeared, The Children Would Come Out To Play In The Streets, And Everyone Was Happy That It Was Such A Lovely Day, And Then I Would Feel Terrible, As If That Display Of Exuberance In Which I Could Not Participate Was Somehow Unfair.

We Must Marry, Have Children, Reproduce The Species.