Writer's Voices

The scars of life can remind us where we have been, they don’t have to dictate where we are going.

The goal in this game of life is to develop your talents and skill and then give them back to the world.

The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the grandest intentions.

A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere; before him I may think aloud.

We often judge people of other cultures and other countries. It would be good to study their lives and customs to find out not our differences, but that we are all in the same place, members of the human race.

All through history there have been tyrants and evil leaders of countries and people, but eventually they fall; always.

Ask not what your life can do for you, ask what you can do for your life.

Our Friends are the family we choose for ourselves

” What is poetry? …It’s taking an ache and then making it sing.”

You guessed it., We need each other. Nobody is a whole chain, each one is a link, but takeaway one and the chain is broken. Nobody is a whole team. Each one is a player, but take away one player and the game is forfeit. Nobody is a whole orchestra, each one is a musician, but take away one musician ant the symphony is incomplete. You guessed it. We need each other. You need someone ans someone needs you. Isolated islands we are not. To make the thing called life work, you’ve got to let in support and relate and respond and give and take and confess and forgive and reach out and embrace and release and rely. Since none of us is a whole independent, self sufficient, superb, capable all powerful hot shot; let’s quit acting like we are. Life’s lonely enough with out out playing that silly role. The games over, let’s link up.

The only way you can repay those who help you, is by helping others.