Smell Is A Fallen Angel.

I Seldom Think About My Limitations, And They Never Make Me Sad. Perhaps There Is Just A Touch Of Yearning At Times; But It Is Vague, Like A Breeze Among Flowers.

Strike Against War, For Without You No Battles Can Be Fought.

Next To A Leisurely Walk I Enjoy A Spin On My Tandem Bicycle. It Is Splendid To Feel The Wind Blowing In My Face And The Springy Motion Of My Iron Steed. The Rapid Rush Through The Air Gives Me A Delicious Sense Of Strength And Buoyancy, And The Exercise Makes My Pulse Dance And My Heart Sing.

Happiness Does Not Come From Without, It Comes From Within

Joy Is The Holy Fire That Keeps Our Purpose Warm And Our Intelligence Aglow.