Everything Rational And Sensible Abandons Me When

Winter In The Country Is Very White. There Is Black Grit On All The Shoulders Of The Roads And On The Big Mounds From The Plows, And All The Cars Are Filthy, But The Fields Are Dazzling And Untouched And Pristine.

I Didn't Want To Talk, And I Didn't Think Dogs Could Solve My Problems. But They Were So Uncritical And Un-judgmental. Sometimes When You're Really Blue, You Don't Want To Talk, But You Want That Sense Of Companionship. I Certainly Enjoy That With My Beasts.

I'm Always Mystified By The Day-to-day Workings Of Entities Like Twitter That Provide Framework But Not Content, But I Suppose It Could Be Compared To The U.s. Postal Service, Which Manages To Keep A Lot Of People Employed Doing Lots Of Stuff Other Than Writing Letters.

Libraries Are What Is Best About Us As A Society: Open, Exciting, Rich, Informative, Free, Inclusive, Engaging.

There Will Always Be Vain, Obsessive People Who Want To Own Rare And Extraordinary Things Whatever The Cost; There Will Always Be People For Whom Owning Beautiful, Dangerous Animals Brings A Sense Of Power And Magic.