After A Full Belly All Is Poetry.

Love Her As In Childhood Through Feeble, Old And Grey. For You’ll Never Miss A Mother’s Love Till She’s Buried Beneath The Clay.

I Don't Absolve My Father Completely Of His Responsibility For What He Did To Us I Feel Compassion, Maybe. He Had His Demons. But I Still Can't Understand How A Man Can Walk Away From Children. And Leave Them To Starve, As We Nearly Did, If It Wasn't For My Mother Going Out And Begging.

Stock Your Mind. It Is Your House Of Treasure And No One In The World Can Interfere With It.

I Told Her Tea Bags Were Just A Convenience For People With Busy Lives And She Said No One Is So Busy They Can't Take Time To Make A Decent Cup Of Tea And If You Are That Busy You Don't Deserve A Decent Cup Of Tea For What Is It All About Anyway? Are We Put Into This World To Be Busy Or To Chat Over A Nice Cup Of Tea?

You Have To Give Yourself Credit, Not Too Much Because That Would Be Bragging.