The Dread Of Futility Has

Nature Has No Mercy At All. Nature Says, "i'm Going To Snow. If You Have On A Bikini And No Snowshoes, That's Tough. I Am Going To Snow Anyway."

Prejudice Is A Burden That Confuses The Past, Threatens The Future And Renders The Present Inaccessible.

I Sustain Myself With The Love Of Family.

There Is No Greater Agony Than Bearing An Untold Story Inside You.

I Long For The Time When All Human History Is Taught As One History, Because It Really Is.