Of Course I Think Of The Past

And Must I, Perchance, Like Careful Writers, Guard Myself Against The Conclusions Of My Readers?

I Have A Narrative, But You Will Be Put To It To Find It.

Our Bones Ache Only While The Flesh Is On Them.

My War Brought Me Many Things; Let Yours Bring You As Much. Life Is Not To Be Told, Call It As Loud As You Like, It Will Not Tell Itself. No One Will Be Much Or Little Except In Someone Else's Mind, So Be Careful Of The Minds You Get Into, And Remember Lady Macbeth, Who Had Her Mind In Her Hand. We Can't All Be As Safe As That.

We Are Adhering To Life Now With Our Last Muscle - The Heart.