Instructions For Wayfarers They will declare: Every journey has been taken. You shall respond: I have not been to see myself. They will insist: Everything has been spoken. You shall reply: I have not had my say. They will tell you: Everything has been done. You shall reply: My way is not complete. You are warned: Any way is long, any way is hard. Fear not. You are the gate - you, the gatekeeper. And you shall go through and on . . . —Alexandros Evangelou Xenopouloudakis, THIRD WISH

All I ever needed to know I learned in kindergarten. Share everything ... Don't hit people ... Clean up your own mess.

And sure, I know if you eat this way you'll die. So? If you don't eat this way you're still going to die. Why not die happy?

The point is that getting married for lust or money or social status or even love is usually trouble. The point is that marriage is a maze into which we wander - a maze that is best got through with a great companion.

Wherever and however any one of us may be conceived, it is the same. We come into being in the arms of God.

Share everything. Don't take things that aren't yours. Put things back where you found them.

We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.