... For I Know I Shall Be

He Stood Staring Into The Wood For A Minute, Then Said: "what Is It About The English Countryside — Why Is The Beauty So Much More Than Visual? Why Does It Touch One So?" He Sounded Faintly Sad. Perhaps He Finds Beauty Saddening — I Do Myself Sometimes. Once When I Was Quite Little I Asked Father Why This Was And He Explained That It Was Due To Our Knowledge Of Beauty's Evanescence, Which Reminds Us That We Ourselves Shall Die. Then He Said I Was Probably Too Young To Understand Him; But I Understood Perfectly.

Even A Broken Heart Doesn't Warrant A Waste Of Good Paper.

Oh, Comfortable Cocoa!

It Is Rather Exciting To Write By Moonlight.

Perhaps Watching Someone You Love Suffer Can Teach You Even More Than Suffering Yourself Can.