What Have We All Got To Expect

Pity Is Cruel. Pity Destroys.

Christmas It Seems To Me Is A Necessary Festival; We Require A Season When We Can Regret All The Flaws In Our Human Relationships: It Is The Feast Of Failure, Sad But Consoling.

We Are All Of Us Resigned To Death: It's Life We Aren't Resigned To.

Our Worst Enemies Here Are Not The Ignorant And Simple, However Cruel; Our Worst Enemies Are The Intelligent And Corrupt

I Had Never Known Her Before And I Had Never Loved Her So Much. The More We Know The More We Love, I Thought.