I hope you're going to edit this stuff. I don't want to sound like a senile, self-pitying chick babbling on and on about her days of glory.

The same wind is blowing, and yet one of us may be cold and the other not.

All our knowledge has its origins in our perceptions.

What is required is sight and insight- then you might add one more: excite.

Ends and beginnings there are no such things. There are only middles.

By ancestry, I was born to rule.