There's no problem so big that whining won't make it worse.

Some men see mountains as obstacles. Others as a canvas.

To choose the path is to choose the destination, but sometimes it seems that the path is under our feet even before we know we're walking.

What a culture we live in, we are swimming in an ocean of information, and drowning in ignorance.

Every life can be learned from, as either a flame of hope or a cautionary flare.

The universe is a trillion, trillion threads moving in seemingly unrelated directions. Yet when you look at them together, they create a remarkable tapestry.

. . .and every native has a story of winter – stories that usually begin, You call this a storm? And grow in the telling like battle tales shared by graying war veterans. It’s a peculiar character flaw to those of us from cold climates that we feel superior to those who have the sense to live elsewhere.