Yesterday Was A Closed Book, Tomorrow, However,

Always A Chancer, Always Lucky, He'd Fall Into A River And Come Out Dry, With Fish In His Pockets.

Age Is Just A Number, Not A State Of Mind Or A Reason For Any Type Of Particular Behaviour.

Life... It's A Great And Terrible And Short And Endless Thing. None Of Us Come Out Of It Alive.

I Felt That My Views And Philosophies Had Been Changed Overnight. The Philosophies That I Had Gladly Carved In Stone, Recited And Danced Upon.

Elizabeth’s Hands Flew To Her Mouth; Tears Filled Her Eyes With Happiness As She Realized He Was Fulfilling Yet Another Of Her And Her Mother’s Intended Activities. “why Are You Fulfilling All Of My Mother’s Dreams?” She Asked, Studying His Face And Searching For Answers. “so You Don’t Run Away Like She Did In Search Of Them,” He Replied, Taking Her Hand. “come On, Join In!” He Said, Leaping Around.