If the moon and the earth didn't pull away from and draw back too each other, in a cosmic tango, we would not have the shifting tides; without the movement of the tides, what would life be?

My recurring dream is becoming my recurring reality. In this dream I meet a girl, fall in love and then I wake up from the nightmare to see my reality. Love departs from me for but a short time, and then ever so gingerly closes my eyes, and lullaby’s me to sleep. I’m dreaming again…

Ignorance likes company and loves to show off its colours.

Make peace with the worst possible outcome and fight for the best.

When the waters surround me, God grants me the power to part the sea.

Humility in the presence of adversity - The humble man stumbles with grace, and while those around him mock his efforts, he slowly overcomes their snares.