I Did A Complete Rewrite Of 650

The Mountains Are So Beautiful They Make Me Ache Inside Because The Moment I Look Away I Know I Shall Need To See Them Again. And I Cannot Spend The Rest Of My Life Standing On The Spot Starting At Shifting Sunlight And Mist And Shadows Across The Sea.

I Wonder How Often In The Past I May Have Missed The Good In People Because I Pre-judged, Based On The Differences?

The Great Question, Is There Anything At All Which Is Worth Fighting Such A War About, With The Devastating Loss It Will Bring? I Believe Yes, There Are Some Freedoms Which To Sacrifice Would Be Even Worse.

I Was Born In London, England, In 1938, A Few Months Before The War, And Spent The First Years Of My Life There, Although I Was Evacuated A Couple Of Times For Short Periods. My Schooling Was Very Interrupted, Both By Frequent Moves And By Ill Health.

A Good Library Can Provide The Furniture Of Our Minds And The Threads From Which We Weave Our Dreams.