However, everyone edits the painful events of daily life, creating something of value, and that is my goal. The last quarter century is a rich mine of experiences which I intend to distil into an array of clear, glowing memories.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.
Keep me away
from the wisdom
which does not cry,
which does not laugh
and the greatest
which does not bow
- Kahlil Gibran