Those Who Are Prepared To Die Are

They Knew In What They Called Their Hearts That One Can Get On Quite Well Without A Mother, And That It Is Only The Mothers Who Think You Can't.

Temper Is A Weapon That We Hold By The Blade.

I Taught You To Fight And To Fly. What More Could There Be?

When Ladies Used To Come To Me In Dreams, I Said, 'pretty Mother, Pretty Mother.' But When At Last She Really Came, I Shot Her.

A Safe But Sometimes Chilly Way Of Recalling The Past Is To Force Open A Crammed Drawer. If You Are Searching For Anything In Particular You Don't Find It, But Something Falls Out At The Back That Is Often More Interesting.