I wish I could read a couple of thousand words a day. Words written by someone else for a change!
Welcome to MineolaI should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well.
Walden: Or, Life in the WoodsI had a dream I was in a dream and then that dream told me I was in someone else's sock drawer.
We Had A #Dream About YouAbsent a sense of the preciousness of one's own life, why respect the life of anyone else?
You Were Born for a Reason: The Real Purpose of Life