All my life I've looked at words as though I were seeing them for the first time.
To stay in places and to leave, to trust, to distrust, to no longer believe and believe again, . . . to watch the snow come, to watch it go, to hear rain on a tent, to know where I can find what I want.
Why do old men wake so early? Is it to have one longer day?
We all take a beating every day, you know, one way or another.
The sinews of war are five - men, money, materials, maintenance (food) and morale.
When you stop doing things for fun you might as well be dead.