When You Are Alone, You Have All

Life Is Neither Static Nor Unchanging. With No Individuality, There Can Be No Change, No Adaptation And, In An Inherently Changing World, Any Species Unable To Adapt Is Also Doomed.

I Really Fell In Love With Africa.

I Had An Idea For A Story About A Young Woman Who Was Living With People Who Were Different, Not Just Superficially Different - Such As Hair Colour, Or Eye Colour, Or Skin Colour - But Different In Some Significant Way.

But When Did You See Her, Talk To Me? When Did You See Her Go Into The Cave? Why Did You Threaten To Strike A Spirit? You Still Don't Understand, Do You? You Acknowledged Her, Broud, She Has Beaten You. You Did Everything You Could To Her, You Even Cursed Her. She's Dead, And Still She Won. She Was A Woman, And She Had More Courage Than You, Broud, More Determination, More Self-control. She Was More Man Than You Are. Ayla Should Have Been The Son Of My Mate.

When You Are Alone, You Have All The Time In The World To Practice Whistling Like A Bird. When There Is No One In The World You Can Turn To, A Horse Or .even A Lion May Give You Companionship. When You Don't Know If There Is Anyone In The World Like You, You Seek Contact With Something Living However You Can