To Talk To Each Other Is But

Better To Try All Things And Find All Empty, Than To Try Nothing And Leave Your Life A Blank.

Life Is So Constructed, That The Event Does Not, Cannot, Will Not, Match The Expectation.

Presentiments Are Strange Things: And So Are Sympathies; And So Are Signs; And The Three Combined Make One Mystery To Which Humanity Has Not Yet Found The Key.

God Surely Did Not Create Us, And Cause Us To Live, With The Sole End Of Wishing Always To Die. I Believe, In My Heart, We Were Intended To Prize Life And Enjoy It, So Long As We Retain It. Existence Never Was Originally Meant To Be That Useless, Blank, Pale, Slow-trailing Thing It Often Becomes To Many, And Is Becoming To Me, Among The Rest.

You Are Human And Fallible.