It isn't fair that there's pressure exerted on those who choose to live on the edges of the bell-shaped curve of normal.

I want the privilege of guiding the arrows of my children and giving them the exhortations that can shoot them into the high place.

...appetite turns common food into the fare of kings.

Plans can be like a winged horse, but their execution plods along pulling carts.

I wonder if we climb to heaven over the ruins of many cherished schemes.

When lost, I look for gas stations for counsel.

Life and death in a relationship depend on attitudes.