There Is A Peacefulness, An Air Of

I Have Always Had The Courage For The New Things That Life Sometimes Offers.

Never Explain, Never Complain.

I Hate This Place. I Shall Hate It To My Grave.

All This Was Mine; But I Was A Long Time Learning That Wisdom And Experience Are Things Apart; That To Taste Life Is Not To Be Confused With Understanding What Life Is Really All About. The Shared Experiences, The Wisdom So Freely Proffered By Others, In Words And In Example, Rarely Swayed Me For Long. Came Another Day And The Import Was Gone, And Only The Echo Of The Laughter Remained. Experience Was A Revolving Sun In The Warmth Of Which I Was Content To Bask.

There Can Be No Summary And Dramatic End To A Marriage - Only A Slow And Painful Unravelling Of A Tangled Skein Of Threads Too Stubborn To Be Broken.