Things On The Whole Are Much Faster

Growing Up In The English Countryside Seemed An Interminable Process. Freezing Winter Gave Way To Frosty Spring, Which In Turn Merged Into Chilly Summer-but Nothing Ever, Ever Happened.

Objectivity? I Always Have An Objective.

Knowing Few Children Of My Age With Whom To Compare Notes, I Envied The Children Of Literature To Whom Interesting Things Were Always Happening.

Prison Walls Are Meant Not Only To Keep Convicts In, But To Keep The Would-be Investigator Out.

O Death, Where Is Thy Sting? O Grave, Where Is Thy Victory? Where, Indeed. Many A Badly Stung Survivor, Faced With The Aftermath Of Some Relative's Funeral, Has Ruefully Concluded That The Victory Has Been Won Hands Down By A Funeral Establishment - In Disastrously Unequal Battle.