I always felt that the great high privilege relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.
Risk! Risk anything! Care no more for the opinions of others for those...
I loved my 17 years with R.E.M. but I'm ready to reflect assess and move on...
We are so obsessed with doing that we have no time and no imagination left for being. As a result men are valued not for what they are but for what they do or what they have - for their usefulness.
