The World Is A Fine Place And

I Am Always In Love.

No Tears In The Writer, No Tears In The Reader.

No One You Love Is Ever Truly Lost.

Once In Africa I Lost The Corkscrew And We Were Forced To Live Off Food And Water For Weeks.

If People Bring So Much Courage To This World The World Has To Kill Them To Break Them, So Of Course It Kills Them. The World Breaks Every One And Afterward Many Are Strong At The Broken Places. But Those That Will Not Break It Kills. It Kills The Very Good And The Very Gentle And The Very Brave Impartially. If You Are None Of These You Can Be Sure It Will Kill You Too But There Will Be No Special Hurry.