Some Changes Happen Deep Down Inside Of You. And The Truth Is, Only You Know About Them. Maybe That's The Way It's Supposed To Be.
Perhaps The Truth Is That Heavy Literature Blooms In Extremes Of Temperature.
I Tend To Be Reasonably Blunt, Maybe A Little Bit Too Much. But I Just- I Always Respected People That Tell The Truth. And I've Always Wanted People To Tell Me The Truth.
To Act And Act Wisely When The Time For Action Comes, To Wait And Wait Patiently When It Is Time For Repose, Put Man In Accord With The Rising And Falling Tides (of Affairs). So That With Nature And Law At His Back, And Truth And Beneficence As His Beacon Light, He May Accomplish Wonders. Ignorance Of This Law Results In Periods Of Unreasoning Enthusiasm On The One Hand, And Depression On The Other. Man Thus Becomes The Victim Of The Tides When He Should Be Their Master.
We Must Prepare And Study Truth Under Every Aspect, Endeavoring To Ignore Nothing, If We Do Not Wish To Fall Into The Abyss Of The Unknown When The Hour Shall Strike.
Honesty Is Telling The Truth To Ourselves And Others. Integrity Is Living That Truth.
For Everything Exists And Not One Sigh Nor Smile Nor Tear, One Hair Nor Particle Of Dust, Not One Can Pass Away.
