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POET...
Drama in two acts
We take turns, then, don’t we? When you are caught on any plains
where love is not, I will gather what I have and bring what I can. And when
I have used up all my love and am stranded in the cold, I will watch for you
to appear with fresh supplies. That way we can make it, I think, all of
us. We can be sufficiently creative and sufficiently kind that we will draw
circle upon circle upon circle, bringing each other in, leaving no one out,
joining, linking, enlarging, until the pattern of the whole human family,
seen through the Eye of God, is complete. PLAYWRIGHT...
ANDY: You know what I wished, every shooting star, every birthday
cake, ever since I knew? I wished I wouldn’t be gay anymore. I would wish
that, and blow on those candles so hard. And I would still be gay. And I
would see a shooting star and wish and wish and wish. And I would still be
gay.
“Robert,” said the teacher, “if you are outside playing, and you
have three cars and one truck and Joey comes along and grabs two cars and
the truck, how many times should you hit Joey?”
"I love your stories in our Chicken Soup for the Soul books. But I loved meeting you even more. You have a wonderful light about you. What a radiant aura!” –Mark Victor Hansen, co-author Chicken Soup for the Soul series "Thank you, Carol Lynn Pearson, for reminding us that the task of any religion is to teach us whom were required to love, not whom we're entitled to hate." -Rabbi Harold Kushner, author of When Bad Things Happen to Good People |
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