I tried to continue, but somehow my throat made up its mind to swallow โ though I canโt think what I was swallowing, unless it was a little knot of emotion I pushed back down because there was no room in my face for any more.
Arthur GoldenIf a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even a stone can be worn down with enough rain.
Arthur GoldenWe must use whatever methods we can to understand the movement of the universe around us and time our actions so that we are not fighting the currents, but moving with them.
Arthur Golden