Over-anxiety Ultimately Banishes Every Trace Of Joy

My Heart Might Be Bruised, But It Will Recover And Become Capable Of Seeing Beauty Of Life Once More. It's Happened Before, It Will Happen Again, I'm Sure. When Someone Leaves, It's Because Someone Else Is About To Arrive--i'll Find Love Again.

Even If I Live Not In A Big City, Even If I Detest To Go To Parties, I Love Street Fairs And Long Conversations With People In The Countryside.

I Feel It's My Duty As A Human Being, As A Person Who Is Trying - Like Everybody Else Who Thinks About The State Of The World - To Enhance The Importance Of Multicultural Connection.

The Language Of Enthusiasm, Of Things Accomplished With Love And Purpose, And As Part Of A Search For Something Believed In And Desired.

I Have Spent Every New Year's Eve Since 1992 In Lourdes. I Spend The Hour Of My Birth Every Year In The Grotto. It's A Place With Meaning For Me.