This will wreck you! Today, treat everyone you meet as if they're going to be dead by midnight. extend all the kindness and understanding you can, and do it with no thought of any reward.

You'll have to learn to control your emotions. They're new, like achild's now, bursting with passion. Never let them fade, or part of you will die. But they cal also destroy you. Hold them dear, but don't let them take hold of you.

Evil was predictable, always painfully expected.

God is obviouslt God, and Heaven obviously exsists, and every word spoken here on earth turns heads up there.

And does man simply choose evil, or does he create it?

I think everything we do, on one level or another, as writers, most of our writing is informed by our world view.

But what was possible or practical had been replaced by a far baser impulse. Hope.