Most Of The Time In Married Life

People Live For The Morrow, Because The Day-after-to-morrow Is Doubtful.

However Much We May Feel For The Misery Of Someone Close To Us, We Always Act With Some Artificiality In Their Presence. We Hold-back From Telling Them Everything We Think, Often Because We Do Not Genuinely Mean What We Say; Or Because We Take A Pleasure In Their Plight, Thankful That We Are Not Affected.

The Most Unendurable Thing, To Be Sure, The Really Terrible Thing, Would Be A Life Without Habits, A Life Which Continually Required Improvisation.

The Child As A Monument To The Passion Of Two People; The Will To Oneness In Two.

The Destiny Of Mankind Is Arranged For Happy Moments Every Life Has Such But Not For Happy Times.