Outside The Sky Is Light With Stars

I Am Treating You As My Friend, Asking You To Share My Present Minuses In The Hope That I Can Ask You To Share My Future Plusses.

If Only One Could Tell True Love From False Love As One Can Tell Mushrooms From Toadstools.

Children Are Unaccountable Little Creatures.

Wind Moving Through Grass So That The Grass Quivers. This Moves Me With An Emotion I Don't Even Understand.

I Am A Recluse At Present & Do Nothing But Write & Read & Read & Write