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It's A Beautiful Sight To See Good Dancers Doing Simple Steps. It's A Painful Sight To See Beginners Doing Complicated Patterns.

Extreme Happiness Invites Religion Almost As Much As Extreme Misery.

Prayer's A Very Tricky Business.

We Were Restless For Ages...after A While I Heard An Owl Hooting And Calmed Myself By Thinking Of It Flying Over The Dark Fields – And Then I Remembered It Would Be Pouncing On Mice. I Love Owls, But I Wish God Had Made Them Vegetarian.

Only The Margin Left To Write On Now. I Love You, I Love You, I Love You.