January, Month Of Empty Pockets! Let Us

It's So Curious: One Can Resist Tears And 'behave' Very Well In The Hardest Hours Of Grief. But Then Someone Makes You A Friendly Sign Behind A Window, Or One Notices That A Flower That Was In Bud Only Yesterday Has Suddenly Blossomed, Or A Letter Slips From A Drawer... And Everything Collapses.

I've Entered The World Of Wine Without Any Professional Training, But A Definite Appetite For Good Bottles.

There Are Days When Solitude, For Someone My Age, Is A Heady Wine That Intoxicates You With Freedom, Others When It Is A Bitter Tonic, And Still Others When It Is A Poison That Makes You Beat Your Head Against The Wall.

It Is Not A Bad Thing That Children Should Occasionally, And Politely, Put Parents In Their Place.

The Lovesick, The Betrayed, And The Jealous All Smell Alike.