As One Grows Older, One

A Theme Is Always Necessary, A Plain, Simple, Unadorned Theme To Confuse The Ignorant.

It Was An Unspoken Pleasure, That Having Come Together So Many Years, Ruined So Much And Repaired A Little, We Had Endured.

Statisticians Do It With Confidence, Frequency And Variation

Was It Always My Nature To Take A Bad Time And Block Out The Good Times, Until Any Success Became An Accident And Failure Seemed The Only Truth?

I Cannot And Will Not Cut My Conscience To Fit This Year's Fashions.