Drink Very Good Tea Out Of A

Memory Is The Only Friend Of Grief.

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

It's Only By Being Obstinate That Anything Is Got, Or Done.

I Suppose The More You Have To Do, The More You Learn To Organize And Concentrate-or Else Get Fragmented Into Bits. I Have Learned To Use My 'ten Minutes'. I Once Thought It Was Not Worth Sitting Down For A Time As Short As That; Now I Know Differently And, If I Have Ten Minutes, I Use Them, Even If They Bring Only Two Lines, And It Keeps The Book Alive.

When You Learn To Read You Will Be Born Again...and You Will Never Be Quite So Alone Again.