What is important is the reliability of my posts being there to greet my fans with a smile or a giggle every morning. That's how we keep on growing.

Inside every human being there are treasures to unlock.

But when we came out of camp, that's when I first realized that being in camp, that being Japanese-American, was something shameful.

He wanted to tell her how much he preferred to look at her, that only by watching could he memorize her, and take her and possess her. He did not know how to explain that he could not touch better or more fully with his hands than he could with his eyes. Seeing encompassed all at once; a touch was limited to one spot at a time.

Just 'cause you can't see me don't mean I gone away.

If someone is not spiritually present during a time when you need their help, then how will their physical presence make a difference?