- W. James Steck II
Beauty unfolds to those who don't mind holding the stare. A life of laughter is endowed to those who forget to care. Extra treasure falls in the laps of child-spirits, just as random people feel a need to pay with coins and candy children simply for their unquenchable cuteness. To inadvertently step on snails is inevitable, however tragic The thick seemingly unpenetrable gravy dark of midnight Is no match whatsoever for even the tiniest crack of daylight. The universe smiles upon the smiling.