Of Course One Never Knows

In California I Began To Think That, Except On The Beaches, No-one Had The Use Of Their Legs.

The Best Would Be To Have Friends Who Came And Went Away; But If I Had To Choose Between Their Never Coming Or Never Going Away, I Think I Would Choose That They Do Not Come.

Every Piece Of Writing Starts From What I Call A Grit A Sight Or Sound, A Sentence Or Happening That Does Not Pass Away But Quite Inexplicably Lodges In The Mind.

There Is An Indian Proverb That Says That Everyone Is A House With Four Rooms, A Physical, A Mental, An Emtional, And A Spiritual . Most Of Us Tend To Live In One Room Most Of The Time But Unless We Go Into Every Room Every Day, Even If Only To Keep It Aired, We Are Not A Complete Person.

With Everything That Happens To You, With Everyone You Meet Who Is Important To You, You Either Die A Little Or Are Born.