We Cannot Get Grace From Gadgets.

Living In An Age Of Advertisement, We Are Perpetually Disillusioned. The Perfect Life Is Spread Before Us Every Day, But It Changes And Withers At A Touch.

We Complain And Complain, But We Have Lived And Seen The Blossom -apple, Pear, Cherry, Plum, Almond Blossom - In The Sun; And The Best Among Us Cannot Pretend They Deserve - Or Could Contrive - Anything Better.

The World We Know At Present Is In No Fit State To Take Over The Dreariest Little Meteor ... If We Have The Courage And Patience, The Energy And Skill, To Take Us Voyaging To Other Planets, Then Let Us Use Some Of These To Tidy Up And Civilize This Earth. One World At A Time, Please.

Marriage Is Like Paying An Endless Visit In Your Worst Clothes.

What A Grand, Higgledy-piggledy, Sensible Old Place Norwich Is!