None Of Us Can Choose The Manner

We All Have Scars [...] Better By Far For Them To Be Worn On The Outside.

Trust Your Instincts, And Make Judgements On What Your Heart Tells You. The Heart Will Not Betray You.

When Your Life Has Been Spent In One War After Another For Forty-five Years, You Have To Be Pretty Handy To Survive.

Love Is A Mystery. We Embrace It Where We Can. Mostly We Do Not Choose Whom We Love. It Just Happens. A Voice Speaks To Us, In Ways The Ears Cannot Hear. We Recognize A Beauty The Eye Does Not See. We Experience A Change In Our Hearts That No Voice Can Describe.

Why Now? Why Not? Live Or Die, A Man And A Woman Need Love. There Is A Need In The Race. We Need To Share. To Belong. Perhaps You Will Die Before The Year Is Out. But Remember This: To Have May Be Taken From You, To Have Had Never. Far Better To Have Tasted Love Before Dying, Than To Die Alone.