How Come Pleasure Never Makes

Maybe This Year, We Ought To Walk Through The Rooms Of Our Lives Not Looking For Flaws, But Looking For Potential.

Traditions Are The Guideposts Driven Deep In Our Subconscious Minds. The Most Powerful Ones Are Those We Can't Even Describe And Aren't Even Aware Of.

Parents Remain Our Touchstones, Fellow Travelers, Even After Death. They Are Both Missing And Present.

You Can Teach Someone Who Cares To Write Columns, But You Can’t Teach Someone Who Writes Columns To Care.

I Rewrite A Great Deal. I'm Always Fiddling, Always Changing Something. I'll Write A Few Words - Then I'll Change Them. I Add. I Subtract. I Work And Fiddle And Keep Working And Fiddling, And I Only Stop At The Deadline.