Where Did You Get Your Eyes So

As I Said To Speedicut, It's Hell In The Diplomatic.

Will Is Not Unfrequently Weakness.

I Watched Her Departure, As One Watches A Sunset. She Went Like A Radiance Through The Dark Wood, Which Was Henceforth Bright To Me, From Simply Knowing That Such A Creature Was In It.

All That Is Made Seems Planless To The Darkened Mind, Because There Are More Plans Than It Looked For...there Seems No Plan Because It Is All Plan: There Seems No Centre Because It Is All Centre.

Which Of Us Is Other Than A Secret To All But God!