The Facts Of Life Are The Impossibilities

I Want A House That Has Got Over All Its Troubles; I Don't Want To Spend The Rest Of My Life Bringing Up A Young And Inexperienced House.

Nature, Always Inartistic, Takes Pleasure In Creating The Impossible.

Nothing Is More Beautiful Than The Love That Has Weathered The Storms Of Life. The Love Of The Young For The Young, That Is The Beginning Of Life. But The Love Of The Old For The Old, That Is The Beginning Of Things Longer.

I Love The Chill October Days, When The Brown Leaves Lie Thick And Sodden Underneath Your Feet ... The Evenings In Late Autumn Time, When The White Mist Creeps Across The Fields, Making It Seem As Though Old Earth, Feeling The Night Air Cold To Its Poor Bones, Were Drawing Ghostly Bedclothes Round Its Withered Limbs.

We Drink [to] One Another's Health And Spoil Our Own.