We Cling To Our Last Pleasures As

I Always Felt That The Great High Privilege, Relief And Comfort Of Friendship Was That One Had To Explain Nothing.

How Hard It Is To Escape From Places. However Carefully One Goes They Hold You — You Leave Little Bits Of Yourself Fluttering On The Fences — Like Rags And Shreds Of Your Very Life.

Warm, Eager, Living Life-to Be Rooted In Life-to Learn, To Desire, To Know, To Feel, To Think, To Act. This Is What I Want. And Nothing Less. That Is What I Must Try For.

Courage Is Like A Disobedient Dog, Once It Starts Running Away It Flies All The Faster For Your Attempts To Recall It.

We Can Do Whatever We Wish To Do Provided Our Wish Is Strong Enough. But The Tremendous Effort Needed- One Doesn't Always Want To Make It-does One? ... But What Else Can Be Done? What's The Alternative? What Do You Want Most To Do? That's What I Have To Keep Asking Myself, In The Face Of Difficulties.