She Tried To Walk Softly

Reading One Book Is Like Eating One Potato Chip.

She Tried To Walk Softly And Wished The Trees Wouldn't Stare At Her So.

The Spear In The Other’s Heart Is The Spear In Your Own: You Are He.

Dear Artificer, I’ve Blown My Quanta And Gone To The Good Place!

If Death Is Truly A Curse,' Spock Said, As Soberly As Some Power Pronouncing A Hundred Years Of Sleep, But With A Glint Of Private, Serene Humor In His Eyes. 'there Is Little Logic In Condemning Something One Has Not Experienced...or Does Not Remember Experiencing.