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I Have Always Argued, In A Good Novel, Interesting Things Happen To Interesting People.

When I'm All Grown Up, Come What May, I'll Build A Boat To Carry Me Away

One Man Sees A Riselka: His Life Forks There.  two Men See A Riselka: One Of Them Shall Die.  three Men See A Riselka: One Is Blessed, One Forks, One Shall Die. One Woman Sees A Riselka: Her Path Comes Clear To Her.  two Women See A Riselka: One Of Them Shall Bear A Child.  three Women See A Riselka: One Is Blessed, One Is Clear, One Shall Bear A Child.

In This World, Where We Find Ourselves, We Need Compassion More Than Anything, I Think, Or We Are All Alone.

My Youngest Brother Had A Wonderful Schtick From Some Time In High School, Through To Graduating Medicine. He Had A Card In His Wallet That Read, ‘if I Am Found With Amnesia, Please Give Me The Following Books To Read …’ And It Listed Half A Dozen Books Where He Longed To Recapture That First Glorious Sense Of Needing To Find Out ‘what Happens Next’ … The Feeling That Keeps You Up Half The Night. The Feeling That Comes Before The Plot’s Been Learned.