A Little Nonsense Now And Then Is

Now That I Am Alone, I Don't Have To Hide It; I Don't Have To Hide Anything Any Longer. I Can Let My Face Go Because No One Can See Me; Because There's Twenty-one Thousand Feet Between Me And Them... No, I Don't Have To Press My Teeth Together Or Tighten The Muscles Of My Jaw.

I Think Probably Kindness Is My Number One Attribute In A Human Being. I'll Put It Before Any Of The Things Like Courage Or Bravery Or Generosity Or Anything Else.

I Was Already Beginning To Realize That The Only Way To Conduct Oneself In A Situation Where Bombs Rained Down And Bullets Whizzed Past, Was To Accept The Dangers And All The Consequences As Calmly As Possible. Fretting And Sweating About It All Was Not Going To Help.

I Asked My Mum, Who's A Very Clever Psychotherapist, And She Says That Kids Love Stories About Death; They Need It, They Need To Have Stories That Deal With Death And Explain It, As A Place To Put Their Fears.

I Am Totally Convinced That Most Grown-ups Have Completely Forgotten What Is It Like To Be A Child Between The Ages Of Five And Then... I Can Remember Exactly What It Was Like. I Am Certain I Can.