Life Is A Disease.

You're Supposed To Get Tired Planting Bulbs. But It's An Agreeable Tiredness.

Who Wanted To Creep Along In Comfort When There Was One Chance In A Thousand Of Flying?

I'm Always Aware That I Risk Being Taken For A Neurasthenic Prima Donna When I Explain To Someone Who Wants 'just A Little' Of My Time That Five Minutes Of The Wrong Kind Of Distraction Can Ruin A Working Day.

The Act Of Longing For Something Will Always Be More Intense Than The Requiting Of It.

I Believe That With Enough Practice And Good Faith, You Can Learn To Recognize When The Work Is Achieved.