War Makes Its Own Morals.

I'm Afraid My Closely Guarded Solitude Causes Some Hurt Feelings Now And Then. But How To Explain, Without Wounding Someone, That You Want To Be Wholly In The World You Are Writing About, That It Would Take Two Days To Get The Visitor's Voice Out Of The House So That You Could Listen To Your Own Characters Again?

War Makes Its Own Morals.

The World Was Waiting To Be Full Of Discovery Made(as A Photographer) I Could Share The Things I Saw And Learned.you Would React To Something All Others Might Walk By.

My Idea Of Gardening Is To Discover Something Wild In My Wood And Weed Around It With The Utmost Care Until It Has A Chance To Grow And Spread.

A Kind Of Golden Hour One Remembers For A Life Time... Everything Was Touched With Magic.