I Guess There Was A War Going

I, A Late Riser, Fantasise About Getting Up Every Morning At 5 A.m. To Fetch The Horses In From The Fields.

Now Let's Try To Understand That Falling Into Sexual And Emotional Thrall With An Underage Blood Relative Hadn't Exactly Been On My List Of Things To Do While Visiting England,but I Was Coming Around To The Belief That Whether You Liked It Or Not, Things Happen And Once They Start Happening You Pretty Much Just Have To Hold On For Dear Life And See Where They Drop You When They Stop.

Every War Has Turning Points And Every Person Too.

I Don't Get Nearly Enough Credit In Life For The Things I Manage Not To Say.

It Was Not A Big Smile, Not Particularly Bold Or Polite Or Ironic Or Glib, Not Asking For Anything Or Offering Anything, Not Stringy Or Careless, Not, In Short, Like Any Smile I Had Ever Experienced Before. But Such A Smile! You Could Burn A Hole In The World With That Smile.