I Believe The Only Way

Souls Are Made Of Dawn-stuff And Starshine.

No Matter How Long You Live, Die Young.

Life Consists In Molting Our Illusions. We Form Creeds Today Only To Throw Them Away Tomorrow. The Eagle Molts A Feather Because He Is Growing A Better One.

The Finest Friendships Are Between Those Who Can Do Without Each Other.

What People Need And What They Want May Be Very Different.