Was It Fair To Say

Cities Have Distinct Personalities. It's A Matter Of Knowing It.

I Do Not Read The Ancient Languages, But I Am Beginning To Study Greek.

The World Changes, We Do Not, Therein Lies The Irony That Kills Us.

It Is Not Man Who Is The Enemy Of The Human Species. It Is The Irrational; It Is The Spiritual When It Is Divorced From The Material; From The Lesson In One Beating Heart Or One Bleeding Vein.

It Was As If When I Looked Into His Eyes I Was Standing Alone On The Edge Of The World...on A Windswept Ocean Beach. There Was Nothing But The Soft Roar Of The Waves.