The story of how I left Huckleberry begins -- as do all worthy stories -- with a goat
The Last ColonyIt’s a matter of dignity,” the Chief explained. “At a certain point, that’s all you have left.
The LeftoversI was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.
In a Lonely PlaceSome instincts are best left uncivilized
The Success Genome Unravelled: Turning Men from Rot to RockIn the history of the world, we have left our footprints by our unique stories.
Pearls of Wisdom: Great mindOne little Indian left all alone, he went out and hanged himself and then there were none.
And Then There Were NoneSometimes the sins you haven't committed are all you have left to hold onto.
When You Are Engulfed in Flames