As I pass it I feel as if I saw a dear old mother sweet in her weakness trembling at the approach of her dissolution but not appealing to me against the inevitable rather endeavouring to reassure me by her patience and pointing to a hopeful future.
My doctor asked me if I smoked and I said only when I'm working golfing or drinking. Then I realized the only time I don't smoke is when I'm home. I didn't even realize I'd become a smoker.
