Bless You, My Darling, And Remember You

In The Woods Where Snow Is Thick, Bars Of Sunlight Lay Like Pale Fire.

I Love The Rain. I Want The Feeling Of It On My Face.

We Can Do Whatever We Wish To Do Provided Our Wish Is Strong Enough. But The Tremendous Effort Needed- One Doesn't Always Want To Make It-does One? ... But What Else Can Be Done? What's The Alternative? What Do You Want Most To Do? That's What I Have To Keep Asking Myself, In The Face Of Difficulties.

Better To Write Twaddle, Anything, Than Nothing At All.

Regret Is An Appalling Waste Of Time.