...you have to use your failures as stepping stones to success. You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and despair. In the end it’s all a question of balance.

If there was an abundance of misery in the world, there was also sufficient joy, yes - as long as one knew where to look for it.

Time had changed the magical to mundane

The carnage upon the chessboard of life, left wounded humans in its wake

There was no such thing as perfect privacy, life was a perpetual concert-hall recital with a captive audience.

Children don't make judgments about which details are important... a child captures them all.

...you have to use your failures as stepping stones to success. You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and despair. In the end it’s all a question of balance.