When I read the ghastly lines of tragedy darkly penned into my life, I turn and notice that the pen in my hand is wet.
Isn't it strange how wise counsel can cool the hottest head? He made sense but my heart screamed protest.
What's happened with society is that we have created these devices, computers, which already can register and process huge amounts of information, which is a significant fraction of the amount of info...
A lot of people in our industry haven't had very diverse experiences. So they don't have enough dots to connect, and they end up with very linear solutions without a broad perspective on the problem....
Everything around you that you call life was made up by people, and you can change it.
Even now I remember those pictures, like pictures in a storybook one loved as a child. Radiant meadows, mountains vaporous in the trembling distance; leaves ankle-deep on a gusty autumn road; bonfires...
Readers are the glue that binds the books together.
Is that you giggling away to glory?Or is that just the flowers mingling with the bees and telling their story?
I count my blessings as follows:1) I'm alive.2) Beauty is in the world all around me.3) I share my love with everyone and not just a select few.4) I give thanks to whoever made and created us no matte...
If you believe what you like in the Gospel, and reject what you don't like, it is not the Gospel you believe, but yourself.
Let me start by emphasizing that I am open to efforts to expedite environmental procedures for true emergencies or in other clear cases where current laws are needlessly burdensome.