Hard To Remember Who Is

While We Were Walking Around, We Came To The Catholic Church, And We Saw That Some People Had Set Fire To Carpets And Banked Them Around The Rectory, Which Was Made Out Of Wood. They Knew Every Fire Truck On The South Side Was Going To Be In The Park, That The Rectory Would Just Burn To The Ground. Our One Little Act Was Putting Out That Fire.

I Realised I'd Never Climb Everest But Thought I Could Still Write A Book

It Took Me Nine Months To Write 60 Pages. It Was Very Frustrating

The Hope For A Messiah Puts Too Much On That One Person. And You Think That Absolves You Of Personal Responsibility And You Don't Have To Act Because That Person Will Do It For You.

I'm Lucky In Having Found The Perfect Partner To Spend My Life With