I Long For Another Human Face Just

What We Can Do, We Must Do: We Must Use What We Are Given, And We Must Use It The Best We Can, However Much Or Little Help We Have For The Task. What You Have Been Given Is A Hard Thing--a Very Hard Thing... But My Darling, What If There Were No One Who Could Do The Difficult Things?

My Books Happen. They Tend To Blast In From Nowhere, Seize Me By The Throat, And Howl 'write Me! Write Me Now!' But They Rarely Stand Still Long Enough For Me To See What And Who They Are, Before They Hurtle Away Again. And So I Spend A Lot Of Time Running After Them, Like A Thrown Rider After An Escaped Horse, Saying 'wait For Me! Wait For Me!' And Waving My Notebook In The Air.

...like A Grain Of Sand That Gets Into An Oyster's Shell. What If The Grain Doesn't Want To Become A Pearl? Is It Ever Asked To Climb Out Quietly And Take Up Its Old Position As A Bit Of Ocean Floor?

One Doesn't Generally Look Into Mirrors When One Is Especially Angry; One Has Better Things To Do, Like Pace The Floor Or Throw Things.

You Are Attempting To Be Logical, I Suspect, And Logic Has Little To Do With Government, And Nothing At All To Do With Military Administration.