These Little Grey Cells. It Is Up

I'm Afraid Of Death... Yes, But That Doesn't Stop Death Coming.

One Of The Saddest Things In Life, Is The Things One Remembers.

We Are The Same People As We Were At Three, Six, Ten Or Twenty Years Old. More Noticeably So, Perhaps, At Six Or Seven, Because We Were Not Pretending So Much Then.

People Who Can Be Very Good Can Be Very Bad Too.

For In The Long Run, Either Through A Lie, Or Through Truth, People Were Bound To Give Themselves Away.