All Love Is Probationary, A Fact Which

It Is Important To Our Friends To Believe That We Are Unreservedly Frank With Them, And Important To Friendship That We Are Not.

We Waste A Lot Of Time Running After People We Could Have Caught By Just Standing Still.

We Lavish On Animals The Love We Are Afraid To Show To People. They Might Not Return It; Or Worse, They Might.

The Death Of Someone We Know Always Reminds Us That We Are Still Alive - Perhaps For Some Purpose Which We Ought To Re-examine.

The Time To Begin Most Things Is Ten Years Ago.