The Heart Never Grows Old.

The Concept Of 'momism' Is Male Nonsense. It Is The Refuge Of A Man Seeking Excuses For His Own Lack Of Virility. I Have Listened To Many Women In Various Countries, And I Have Never Found A Woman Who Willingly 'mothers' Her Husband. The Very Idea Is Repulsive To Her. She Wants To Mother The Children While They Are Young, But Never Their Fathers. True, She May Be Forced Into The Role Of Mother By A Man's Weaknesses And Childishness, And Then She Accepts The Role With Dignity And Patience, Or With Anger And Impatience, But Always With A Secret, Profound Sadness Unexpressed And Inexpressible.

Once The 'what' Is Decided, The 'how' Always Follows. We Must Not Make The 'how' An Excuse For Not Facing And Accepting The 'what.'

We Should So Provide For Old Age That It May Have No Urgent Wants Of This World To Absorb It From Meditation On The Next. It Is Awful To See The Lean Hands Of Dotage Making A Coffer Of The Grave.

In A Mood Of Faith And Hope My Work Goes On. A Ream Of Fresh Paper Lies On My Desk Waiting For The Next Book. I Am A Writer And I Take Up My Pen To Write.

Introversion, At Least If Extreme, Is A Sign Of Mental And Spiritual Immaturity.