The Fact Of Simultaneously Being Christian And

You Can't Say History Teaches Us This Or That; It Gives Us More Questions Than Answers, And Many Answers To Every Question.

God, She Was Beautiful - My First Image Of The Orient - A Woman Such As Only The Desert Poet Knew How To Praise: Her Face Was The Sun, Her Hair The Protecting Shadow, Her Eyes Fountains Of Cool Water, Her Body The Most Slender Of Palm-trees And Her Smile A Mirage.

Life Is Like A Fire. Flames Which The Passer-by Forgets. Ashes Which The Wind Scatters. A Man Lived.

Every Individual Is A Meeting Ground For Many Different Allegiances, And Sometimes These Loyalties Conflict With One Another And Confront The Person Who Harbors Them With Difficult Choices

... We Die, Just As We Were Born, At The Edge Of A Road Not Of Our Choosing.