Over-anxiety ultimately banishes every trace of joy from life.

We know over very national survival is at stake; and we believe that we should support our troops, yes, and work for an outcome that results in victory.

Love is fed by the imagination, by which we become wiser than we know, better than we feel, nobler than we are: by which we can see life as a whole, by which and by which alone we can understand others in their real and their ideal relation. Only what is fine, and finely conceived can feed love. But anything will feed hate.

I make a living doing what I love doing, and it&#39;s what brings me joy.

Written By Tom Cochrane

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