Alternate History Fascinates Me, As

Sometimes I Would Like To Cry. I Close My Eyes. Why Weren't We Designed So That We Can Close Our Ears As Well? (perhaps Because We Would Never Open Them.) Is There Some Way That I Could Accelerate My Evolution And Develop Earlids?

You Can Step In The Same River But The Water Will Always Be New.

Hindsight's A Wonderful Thing. If We All Had It There Would Be No History To Write About.

When You Chopped Logs With The Ax And They Split Open They Smelled Beautiful, Like Christmas. But When You Split Someone's Head Open It Smelled Like Abattoir And Quite Overpowered The Scent Of The Wild Lilacs You'd Cut And Brought Into The House Only This Morning, Which Was Already Another Life.

Alternate History Fascinates Me, As It Fascinates All Novelists, Because 'what If?' Is The Big Thing.