To Ponder Is Not To

All I Really Need To Know About How To Live And What To Do And How To Be, I Learned In Kindergarten. Wisdom Was Not At The Top Of The Graduate-school Mountain, But There In The Sand Pile At Sunday School.

The Best Feelings In Your Life Come When You Start Feeling Good After You've Been Feeling Just Awful

Everyone Has Doors In The Living Room Of Their Lives That They Assume Are Locked. Doors That Lead To Artistic Expression. People Say "i Have No Talent -- I Can't Dance Or Sing Or Paint Or Write Poetry Or Play An Instrument." More Often Than Not The Doors Are Not Locked, Just Closed. One May Turn The Handle, Open The Door And Pass Through Into A Larger Life Space.

Is It Always To Be A Winners-losers World, Or Can We Keep Everyone In The Game? Do We Still Have What It Takes To Find A Better Way?

One Of The Very Few Reasons I Had Any Respect For My Mother When I Was Thirteen Was Because She Would Reach Into The Sink With Her Bare Hands - Bare Hands - And Pick Up That Lethal Gunk And Drop It Into The Garbage. To Top That, I Saw Her Reach Into The Wet Garbage Bag And Fish Around In There Looking For A Lost Teaspoon. Bare Hands - A Kind Of Mad Courage.