Like all paradises, Topanga is pitched at the tipping point of promise and peril.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Among the gorges and ravines that hang on Los Angeles's shoulders like a necklace, Topanga - nestled in the cleavage of the Santa Monica Mountains - is the most singular of ornaments.
Failures to heroic minds are the stepping stones to success.
Where choice begins, Paradise ends, innocence ends, for what is Paradise but the absence of any need to choose this action?
Everything that is done in the world is done by hope.
Ironically, if only because over the years I've known so many - from college deans to studio executives to European expats - who come to Los Angeles aspiring to nothing other than living in Topanga, I wound up there by accident.
Every beloved object is the center point of a paradise.
A fool's paradise is a wise man's hell!
Paradise is too perfect for humanity.
The only paradise is paradise lost.
Hope is the pillar that holds up the world. Hope is the dream of a waking man.