You can't walk alone. Many have given the illusion, but none have really walked alone. Man is not made that way. Each man is bedded in his people, their history, their culture, and their values.

What do you get out of hating people, out of having this bitterness in your heart always?

The words dripped on my consciousness, sank into my being, and carried me away to the magic long ago of once upon a time.

Many have changed so much that they have lost the magic of the dream that carried them on their own bootstraps.

To live with the conscious knowledge of the shadow of uncertainty, with the knowledge that disaster or tragedy could strike at any time; to be afraid and to know and acknowledge your fear, and still to live creatively and with unstinting love: that is to live with grace.

To get from people you had to give a piece of yourself, a real piece that mattered. Just being nice was not enough.

They say life is all about connecting, like that's a good thing. But when brain and eyes are lining up you know different.