If You Had Really Loved Something, Wouldn't

I Think The Real Reason Is That Life Has No Meaning. I Mean, No Obvious Meaning. You Wake Up, You Go To Work, You Do Stuff. I Think Everybody's Always Looking For Something A Little Unusual That Can Preoccupy Them And Help Pass The Time.

I Don't Like Hiking With Convicts Carrying Machetes.

Orchid Hunting Is A Mortal Occupation.

I Was Never Any Good At Remembering Dates, But Now I Hardly Have To. When The First Bulb Catalogs Get Delivered And The Hens Start Laying Again, That's All The Notice I'll Need To Know That Winter Has Passed.

When My Son Was Born, And After A Day Of Lying-in I Was Told That I Could Leave The Hospital And Take Him Home, I Burst Into Tears. It Wasn't The Emotion Of The Moment: It Was Shock And Horror.