If You Go Long Enough

I Try Not To Take Any Foolish Chances, But There's Just No Way To Play It Completely Safe And Still Do Your Job.

Say What You Will, Nothing Can Make A Complete Soldier Except Battle Experience.

I've Been Immersed In It Too Long. My Spirit Is Wobbly And My Mind Is Confused. The Hurt Has Become Too Great.

Someday When Peace Has Returned To This Odd World I Want To Come To London Again And Stand On A Certain Balcony On A Moonlit Night And Look Down Upon The Peaceful Silver Curve Of The Thames With Its Dark Bridges.

I've Really Been Sick With This Cold, But I Think I Might Have Kept The Columns Going Anyhow Except I Was Just So Low In Spirit, I Didn't Have The Will To Struggle Against Them When My Deadline Was So Close And I Felt So Lousy.