I Believe That, By And Large, People

I Hear It Still. As I Lay Down My Pen And Take To My Bed, I Am Aware Of The Bow Being Drawn Across The Bridge And The Music Rises Into The Night Sky. It Is Far Away And Barely Audible - But There It Is! A Pizzicato. Then A Tremelo. The Style Is Unmistakable. It Is Sherlock Holmes Who Is Playing. It Must Be. I Hope With All My Heart That He Is Playing For Me . . .

You're My Closest Friend And You're Thousands Of Miles Away.

What Were You Going To Do With It?” Mccain Asked. "i Just Thought It Might Come In Useful.” "were You Planning To Attack Me?” "no. But That’s A Good Idea.

We Have No Money. We Have No Possessions. Maybe That Is Why We Value The Things We Do Have ... Loyalty And Friendship.

You Couldn't Trust Anyone Or Anything That Belonged To The World Of Espionage.