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Americans think anything you do not get paid for is not worth doing. As a consequence, the things that don't get done are often the most worthwhile.

Anyone who doesn't love animals has a serious hole in the heart.

Apathy is the slow poison coursing through the body politic that paves the way to tyranny.

Art is always, even at its most repulsive, an impassioned cry of love.

Creativity is at the root of love and meaning in this life.

Dead people are easy to love. It's the living ones who are hard.

Every child comes into this world as a gift to humanity.

Expect nothing and accept everything and you will never be disappointed.

From generation to generation, lights are extinguished and darkness threatens until some one stoops to bear the torch.

God made in the image of Man is an imperfect master.

History remembers only the celebrated, genealogy remembers them all.

If God spent 180 million years making dinosaurs, what makes us think Man is so special, a tick of the clock before midnight?

I reserve the right to evolve. What I think and feel today is subject to revision tomorrow.

Life is a poem most people never read.

Life is inherently disturbing. That's why we've created the myths-to help us overcome, defend or deny, to transcend the grim reality of what here seems to be.

Live with an open mind and an open heart. Always choose love over fear and kindness over cruelty.

Only love and courage will make this world a safer place. Hatred and fear will make it more dangerous.

Orwell couldn't see that Big Brother would not be The State, but The Corporation.

Over the course of the millennia, all these ancestors in your tree, generation upon generation, have come down to this moment in time-to give birth to you. There has never been, nor will ever be, another like you. You have been given a tremendous responsibility. You carry the hopes and dreams of all those who have gone before. Hopes and dreams for a better world. What will you do with your time on this Earth? How will you contribute to the ongoing story of humankind?

Prose pretends to be straightforward in its application to the truth, but truth itself is a dissembler. Poetry, much more honest, knows the deception can't be overcome.

Real life is never quite as interesting as the story told afterward.

Recognizing your own ignorance is the first step toward wisdom.

The age of selfishness and greed is over. The age of kindness and generosity is underway.

The future is won or lost in the war of ideas.

The people who change the world never lose hope no matter how bleak the outcome might appear to be.

There are some who dream their lives away, but end up doing nothing, and others who do their lives away, and end up never dreaming.

There is no nobler profession, nor no greater calling, than to be among those unheralded many who gave and give their lives to the preservation of human knowledge, passed with commitment and care from one generation to the next.

There is no such thing as an insignificant life, only the insignificance of mind that refuses to grasp the implications.

There is no such thing as failure for an artist, unless failure is the refusal to attempt, the unwillingness to dream.

Those who refuse to look at or give expression to the dark side of life are in denial-fear preventing passage through the door of growth, truth and, ultimately, wisdom.

To listen to the silence is to hear the heartbeat of the Universe.

War, hatred, and violence all spring from one infernal idea: that one person, race, creed, or culture is better than another.

We are the last generation with a real opportunity to save the world.

Welcome to the figurative world of poetry where nothing is 'real,' but everything matters.

When you look at a person who's different and see Yourself, then you begin to understand who and what God really is.

You can't really appreciate a work of art until you can understand how difficult it was to create. And that's probably true of any work of art - a rock, a tree, a bird, a fish, a sunrise made of light and air.

All of our ancestors give us the precious gift of life. Do we use it wisely? Do we use it well? Do we make a name for ourselves and for our children of which we can be proud?

All of our ancestors live within each one of us whether we are aware of it or not.

All of us are part of a beautiful pageantry of human experience. Let us make the most of this life in all we do.

An honest, poor, but otherwise unremarkable man and his loving, tender-hearted wife, though long forgotten and lost to history, may have been the ancestors who are most worthy of our admiration today.

Animals are forever true to their God-given natures, communicating well enough with canny precision in languages we are perhaps too arrogant to understand.

As a genealogist, I have seen the Big Picture as very few have. Most people now living have no clue who they are or where they come from. We are all descended from the ancient kings of our various cultures. There is nothing unique about it. And let's be honest, most of those kings were pretty ruthless individuals. What's important for us today is that we wake up to the fact that we are all literally cousins. How would our world change if we honored that relationship and started treating one another as family?

A society that has no respect, no regard for its bards, its historians, its storytellers, is a society in steep decline, a society that has lost its very soul and may never find its way.

As we commit to peace in our own lives, our own little worlds, encompassing everyone we know personally, then we will find the way of peace spreading like a great healing light all over the world.

Being good or being evil is not something that is inherent in our nature over which we have no control, rather we define ourselves by the choices we make, moment by moment, situation by situation. All it takes is an act of will to be the best that we can be.

Breathe deep... The rain falls but a moment, and in a moment, gives life to another day.

Cupid's bloody bow is strung with a million hearts, wisdom bought at a terrible price, and love laid to rest on the river of Time.

Del Usion If you knew the person He thinks he is You'd have to admit He's one very special guy.

Despite the pressing insistence of the ordinary and the mundane, we must make the best time of the time we have before the tick tick ticking ends.

Despite what we humans may or may not do, the Earth will endure, going on as it always has, forever at home with the revolution of sun and moon and wayward, inconstant star.