It's A Shame That Humans Don't Come

I Believe That In Spite Of The Chains We Bind Ourselves With, There's A Primordial Section Of The Human Psyche That Is Still Nomadic And Still Yearns To Roam Free.

It's Almost As Difficult To Believe That Someone With So Many Trials Could Harbor Such Hope, As That There Are Those With So Much Advantage Who Harbor Such Hopelessness.

Denial, Perhaps, Is A Necessary Human Mechanism To Cope With The Heartaches Of Life.

The Smells Of Christmas Are The Smells Of Childhood [p. 53]

Old Friends Are Memories Personified.