What you wrap yourself in will become the blanket which either comforts you or invites the chill. It is true we are woven together as individual threads into one fabric. But the cold will penetrate if we choose that part which is tattered and torn from the lies and deceit that are destructive to the fabric of life. Our protection rests in that which is woven so tightly that the frays can not unravel.

C.L. Harmon