Pain Is An Event. It Happens To

I Feel Like I'm Working On An Oil Rig Right Now. I'm Away From Home A Lot.

I'm Finding It Increasingly Difficult To Simply Walk Down The Street. In New York, I Dashed In To Buy A Big Pair Of Sunglasses To Conceal Myself, But The Guy Behind The Counter Shouted 'hey! It's Dr. House.'

In Books, Day Breaks, And Night Falls. In Life, Night Rises From The Ground. The Day Hangs On For As Long As It Can, Bright And Eager, Absolutely And Positively The Last Guest To Leave The Party, While The Ground Darkens, Oozing Night Around Your Ankles, Swallowing For Ever That Dropped Contact Lens, Making You Miss That Low Catch In The Gully On The Last Ball Of The Last Over.

One Of The Principal Goals In My Life Has Been To Avoid Embarrassing My Children By Doing The Job I Do. I Hope I've Managed To Do That, And I Hope That, With The Job I'm In Now, They Are, If Not Proud, At Least Unembarrassed By It. I Must Say, My Three Are Most Agreeable Children, Who Do Nothing But Delight Me.

Piano Was - Well, All Musical Instruments Were Taught In This Very Rigid, Formal, Classical Method When I Was Young.