We Are Often More Merciful

What A Child Doesn't Receive He Can Seldom Later Give.

A Picnic May Well Be A Metaphor For Life. The Essentials For Happiness Are The Right Company, Moderate If Sanguine Expectations And A Reasonable Standard Of Physical Sustenance And Comfort, The Whole Being Bedeviled By The Belief That There Is Always Something Better To Be Had If Only One Presses On.

Every Island To A Child Is A Treasure Island.

Ambition, If It Were To Be Savored, Let Alone Achieved, Had To Be Rooted In Possibility.

Murder Is The Unique Crime, The Only One For Which We Can Never Make Reparation To The Victim.