Musings of a Meandering Stream

A SAMPLING FROM

The Musings of a Meandering Stream

To admit error openly and without hesitation brings an authenticity that being correct can never provide.

Resentment of authority is the inevitable response to a world where the unfit with rare exceptions rise to power.

Nature and nurture contrive to make us one of a kind, and yet we strive to be one of the many.

Creativity seldom survives the standardized tests of life.

Whom do we believe? Censure's sincerity may be suspect, but flattery rarely escapes its desire to please.

Culture writes its indelible message on our tabula rasa, capturing us for life.

Time shapes recollections to serve our needs.

Virtue becomes vice when it is merely adopted as effective strategy.

Those who go the wrong way down the one-way streets of life are far less dangerous than the thoughtless majority, whose mindless adherence to prevalent views of the moment is uncorrupted by evidence to the contrary.

The tender touch of a hand can express the most profound feelings of love and longing.

What is hell but immortality without love.

Memory evokes a creative portrait of the past.

Neutrality in the face of evil is no virtue.