You Think It More Difficult

Would The World Be In The Mess It Is If We Were Loyal To Love And Not To Countries?

He Couldn't Tell That This Was One Of Those Occasions A Man Never Forgets: A Small Cicatrice Had Been Made On The Memory, A Wound That Would Ache Whenever Certain Things Combined - The Taste Of Gin At Mid-day, The Smell Of Flowers Under A Balcony, The Clang Of Corrugated Iron, An Ugly Bird Flopping From Perch To Perch.

The Next Best Thing To Talking To Her Is Talking About Her.

Insecurity Twists Meanings And Poisons Trust. In A Closely Beleaguered City Every Sentry Is A Potential Traitor.

Sweet Are The Thoughts That Savor Of Content: The Quiet Mind Is Richer Than A Crown.