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Something I Am Now Convinced Of, After Researching Everyone Brave, Is That None Of Us Is Born Courageous In All Respects.

The Only Bad Days As A Writer Are The Ones When You Are Too Cowardly Or Too Lazy To Sit Down At The Keyboard And Give It Everything You Have.

Would We Be The Heroes Or The Cowards Of The Piece? Would We Follow Orders Or Stick To Our Principles, If Those Two Things Ever Conflicted? Would We Be The Brave Ones Who Still Found The Capacity For Love - And For Laughter - Even While We Were Terrified?

My Paternal Grandmother Drove Ambulances During The Regional Blitz, In Birmingham.

We Don't Know Our Hearts Until Life Puts Us To The Test, And Wwii Fascinates Because It Was The Last Time Everyone Was Simultaneously Pushed To Their Limit.