And Sometimes When You Fall...

May Your Coming Year Be Filled With Magic And Dreams And Good Madness.

I Believe That Mankind's Destiny Lies In The Stars.

It Has Been Said That Civilization Is Twenty-four Hours And Two Meals Away From Barbarism.

And Did I Pass?" The Face Of The Old Woman On My Right Was Unreadable In The Gathering Dusk. On My Left The Younger Woman Said, "you Don't Pass Or Fail At Being A Person, Dear.

I'm A Stranger," Pointed Out Bod. "you're Not," She Said, Definitely. "you're A Little Boy." And Then She Said, "and You're My Friend. So You Can't Be A Stranger.