I Do Believe In Fairies, I Do,

A Safe But Sometimes Chilly Way Of Recalling The Past Is To Force Open A Crammed Drawer. If You Are Searching For Anything In Particular You Don't Find It, But Something Falls Out At The Back That Is Often More Interesting.

Make Your Feet Your Friend.

You Were Hidden Behind Walls Of Ice; No Man Had Passed Them; I Broke Them Down And Love Leapt To Love, And You Lie Here, My Beautiful, Love In The Arms Of Its Lover.

If 'hamlet' Had Been Written In These Days It Would Probably Have Been Called 'the Strange Affair At Elsinore.

Two Is The Beginning Of The End.