I Have Tourettes Syndrome.

Denial, Perhaps, Is A Necessary Human Mechanism To Cope With The Heartaches Of Life.

Suffering Ceases To Be Suffering When We Form A Clear Picture Of It.

Mr. Dallstrom Is A Bald, Scarecrow Of A Man With A Poochy Stomache. Think Of A Pregnant Abraham Lincoln.

As A Boy I Heard This Story In Church. A Man Was Patching A Pitched Roof Of A Tall Building When He Began Sliding Off. As He Neared The Edge Of The Roof He Prayed, "save Me, Lord, And I'll Go To Church Every Sunday, I'll Give Up Drinking, I'll Be The Best Man This City Has Ever Known." As He Finished His Prayer, A Nail Snagged Onto His Overalls And Saved Him. The Man Looked Up To The Sky And Shouted, "never Mind, God. I Took Care Of It Myself." How True Of Us.

The Truest Grace Is Not To Forgive, But To Have Never Found Fault.