When I Start Any Book,

Sometimes My Need To Love Hurts-- Myself, My Family, My Cause. Is There A Cure? Of Course. But I Refuse. Refuse To Stop Loving, To Stop Caring. To Avoid Those Tears, That Pain...to Err On The Side Of Passion Is Human And Right And The Only Way I'll Live.

I'm Going To Paraphrase Thoreau Here... Rather Than Love, Than Money, Than Faith, Than Fame, Than Fairness... Give Me Truth.

Once You Believe That God Is Speaking Directly To You, There Is No Discussion.

Heaven, For Me, Is One Focused Project - It's Like A Weird Form Of Autism.

Military Investigations Are Designed Not To Find Anyone Guilty.