I Can’t Imagine It Now, But I

It May Sound Trite, But Using The Weapons Of The Enemy, No Matter How Good One's Intentions, Makes One The Enemy.

The Beginning Of A Friendship, The Fact That Two People Out Of The Thousands Around Them Can Meet And Connect And Become Friends, Seems Like A Kind Of Magic To Me. But Maintaining A Friendship Requires Work. I Don't Mean That As A Bad Thing. Good Art Requires Work As Well.

Gina Always Believed There Was Magic In The World. "but It Doesn't Work In The Way It Does In Fairy Tales," She Told Me. "it Doesn't Save Us. We Have To Save Ourselves.

By Enlarging Your Knowledge Of Things, You Will Find Your Knowledge Of Self Is Enlarged.

[she] Had Felt Straight Away That She Wasn’t Meeting A New Friend, But Recognizing An Old One.