History Is Written By The Victors, The

What We Leave Behind In This Life Is The Memory Of Who We Were And What We Did. An Imprint, No More.

Too Often I Am Jealous And My Jealousy Leads Me To Say Things-things-that I Regret.

For When All Else Is Done, On­ly Words Re­main. Words En­dure.

There’s Only One Difference Between Published And Unpublished Writers, And It Is This -- The First Group See Their Work In Print On The Shelves Of Waterstone’s Or Tesco Or Online At Amazon; The Second Group Are Yet To Have Physical Evidence Of The Hours, Weeks, Years Spent Fashioning Words Into Their Patterns. You Are Already A Writer.

There Comes Always A Moment When The Desire To Act, However Ill The Cause, Is Stronger Than The Wish To Listen.