How easy it was to make people happy, when you didn't want or need anything from them.

Learning when 'enough is enough' is the discipline of a lifetime.

Something's your vocation if it keeps making more of you.

Heroics are not easily had for the young in our times. Perhaps that is why they go to such extremes to create their own dangers.

Who wanted to creep along in comfort when there was one chance in a thousand of flying?

I'm always aware that I risk being taken for a neurasthenic prima donna when I explain to someone who wants 'just a little' of my time that five minutes of the wrong kind of distraction can ruin a working day.

At times ... one is downright thankful for the self-absorption of other people.