Accept Love Instinctively, Without Responsibility Or Conditions.

I'd Like To Think Life Has Improved Since 1850, Despite The Long Hours We All Seem To Spend Slaving Over Hot Computers, But The Psychological Journeys Remain The Same - The Search For Love, Identity, A Meaningful Place In The World.

I Give Thanks For All That Has Passed, For All That Is Passing, And For All That Is Yet To Come.

This Was What Happiness Felt Like - This Wondrous, Miraculous Alternative To Dread.

Somewhere Along The Line I'd Lost The Will Not To Eat.

If You Have The Patience To Wait And Watch, History Will Reshape Truth (weakest Of All Forces, And Weightless) In The Image Of Opinion. What Really Happened Will Cease To Matter And, Eventually, Cease To Exist.