A Death Is The Most Terrible Of

I Feel Half Faded Away Like Some Figure In The Background Of An Old Picture.

Philosophy! Empty Thinking By Ignorant Conceited Men Who Think They Can Digest Without Eating!

Food Is A Profound Subject And One, Incidentally, About Which No Writer Lies.

Love Is The Perception Of Individuals. Love Is The Extremely Difficult Realisation That Something Other Than Oneself Is Real.

The Talk Of Lovers Who Have Just Declared Their Love Is One Of Life's Most Sweet Delights. Each Vies With The Other In Humility, In Amazement At Being So Valued. The Past Is Searched For The First Signs And Each One Is In Haste To Declare All That He Is So That No Part Of His Being Escapes The Hallowing Touch.