After All, Tomorrow Is Another Day.

I Will Think About That Tomorrow!

In The End What Will Happen Will Be What Has Happened Whenever A Civilization Breaks Up. The People Who Have Brains And Courage Come Through And The Ones Who Haven't Are Winnowed Out.

Fighting Is Like Champagne. It Goes To The Heads Of Cowards As Quickly As Of Heroes. Any Fool Can Be Brave On A Battlefield When It's Be Brave Or Else Be Killed.

Now He Saw That She Understood Entirely Too Well And He Felt The Usual Masculine Indignation At The Duplicity Of Women. Added To It Was The Usual Masculine Disillusionment In Discovering That A Woman Has A Brain.

Somewhere, On The Long Road That Wound Through Those Four Years, The Girl With Her Sachet & Dancing Slippers Had Slipped Away & There Was Left A Woman With Sharp Green Eyes, Who Counted Pennies & Turned Her Hands To Many Menial Tasks, A Woman To Whom Nothing Was Left From The Wreckage Except The Indestructible Red Earth On Which She Stood.