It seems the misfortune of one can plow a deeper furrow in the heart than the misfortune of millions.

The lessons this life has planted in my heart pertain more to caring than crops, more to Golden Rule than gold, more to the proper choice than to the popular choice.

I gotta pound the keys for the ideas to flow.

The year has held its ups and downs for me; I'm sure it has for you, too. I'm counting on the year ending on a note of joy (and gingerbread!) and look forward to a new year brimming with promise and peace.

I've always been a bookworm. As I mentioned, I moved around a lot, and one of the problems with being the new kid is it takes a while to make new friends. But I always had my books.

I think if you find your passion and you go with it you are rewarded.

The truth can both lift up and knock down.