The Enemy Of Reflection Is The Breakneck

Instead Of Speaking Saintly Words We Must Act Them.

Being Over Seventy Is Like Being Engaged In A War. All Our Friends Are Going Or Gone And We Survive Amongst The Dead And The Dying As On A Battlefield.

The Scars Of Others Should Teach Us Caution.

The Charges We Bring Against Others Often Come Home To Ourselves; We Inveigh Against Faults Which Are As Much Ours As Theirs; And So Our Eloquence Ends By Telling Against Ourselves.

Honest Speech Does Not Seek Secret Places.