The Right Mixture Of Caring

You Will Have Time, That Rare And Lovely Gift That Your Western Countries Have Lost The More They Have Pursued It.

When It Comes To Believing Things Without Actual Evidence, We All Incline To What We Find Most Attractive.

The Right Mixture Of Caring And Not Caring - I Suppose That's What Love Is.

When You Are Getting On In Years (but Not Ill, Of Course), You Get Very Sleepy At Times, And The Hours Seem To Pass Like Lazy Cattle Moving Across A Landscape.

What A Host Of Little Incidents, All Deep-buried In The Past -- Problems That Had Once Been Urgent, Arguments That Had Once Been Keen, Anecdotes That Were Funny Only Because One Remembered The Fun. Did Any Emotion Really Matter When The Last Trace Of It Had Vanished From Human Memory; And If That Were So, What A Crowd Of Emotions Clung To Him As To Their Last Home Before Annihilation? He Must Be Kind To Them, Must Treasure Them In His Mind Before Their Long Sleep.