When You Get To My

A Diary Need Not Be A Dreary Chronicle Of One's Movements; It Should Aim Rather At Giving Salient Account Of Some Particular Episode, A Walk, A Book, A Conversation.

The Moment That Any Life, However Good, Stifles You, You May Be Sure It Isn't Your Real Life.

Because Of A Friend, Life Is A Little Stronger, Fuller, More Gracious Thing For The Friend's Existence, Whether He Be Near Or Far. If The Friend Is Close At Hand, That Is Best; But If He Is Far Away He Still Is There To Think Of, To Wonder About, To Hear From, To Write To, To Share Life And Experience With, To Serve, To Honor, To Admire, To Love.

I Have Known Some Quite Good People Who Were Unhappy, But Never An Interested Person Who Was Unhappy.

When You Get To My Age Life Seems Little More Than One Long March To And From The Lavatory.