I Did Fail, Say What You Will,

A Time Will Come When You Will Find That In Gaining A Brief Joy You Have Lost Your Peace Forever.

Preserve Your Memories, Keep Them Well, What You Forget You Can Never Retell.

Every Few Weeks She Would Shut Herself Up In Her Room, Put On Her Scribbling Suit, And Fall Into A Vortex, As She Expressed It, Writing Away At Her Novel With All Her Heart And Soul, For Till That Was Finished She Could Find No Peace.

Some People Seemed To Get All Sunshine, And Some All Shadow.

I Went [to War] Because I Couldn't Help It. I Didn't Want The Glory Or The Pay; I Wanted The Right Thing Done.