Land Is The Only Thing In The

The Happiest Days Are When Babies Come.

It's A Curse - This Not Wanting To Look On Naked Realities. Until The War, Life Was Never More Real To Me Than A Shadow Show On A Curtain. And I Preferred It So. I Do Not Like The Outlines Of Things To Be Too Sharp. I Like Them Gently Blurred, A Little Hazy.

Say You’ll Marry Me When I Come Back Or, Before God, I Won’t Go. I’ll Stay Around Here And Play A Guitar Under Your Window Every Night And Sing At The Top Of My Voice And Compromise You, So You’ll Have To Marry Me To Save Your Reputation.

You Are A Child If You Thought I Didn’t Know, For All Your Smothering Yourself Under That Hot Lap Robe. Of Course, I Knew. Why Else Do You Think I’ve Been—” He Stopped Suddenly And A Silence Fell Between Them. He Picked Up The Reins And Clucked To The Horse.

I'll Think Of It Tomorrow, At Tara. I Can Stand It Then. Tomorrow, I'll Think Of Some Way To Get Him Back. After All, Tomorrow Is Another Day.