Hell Is More Like Boredom,

The Best Things Arrive On Time.

It's Compassion That Makes Gods Of Us.

What Continues To Astonish Me About A Garden Is That You Can Walk Past It In A Hurry, See Something Wrong, Stop To Set It Right, And Emerge An Hour Or Two Later Breathless, Contented, And Wondering What On Earth Happened.

... Old Clothes, Old Friends, Old Books. One Needs Constants In A Traveling Life.

A Man From Hell Is Not Afraid Of Hot Ashes.