Paul Gerard Reed
Paul Gerard Reed Quotes
''In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all; and, to the young, it comes with bitterest agony, because it takes them unawares. The older have learned to ever expect it.''Abraham Lincoln
''How good it is to walk.Anon.
How salutary, how pleasing, how utterly essential.
How renewing, how refreshing
How so existential
Walking is balm to a troubled soul, and all people with souls have troubles.
In bad times and in good, a march across countryside
Lends perspective and eases the mind.
Meanwhile, the dog, for whom every walk is a liberation,
Lends you a little of her joy in being alive.''
'''Life's not fair is it? Some of us drink champagne in the fast lane, and some of us eat our sandwiches by the loose chippings on the A597.'''Victoria Wood
''When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you till it seems as though you could not hold on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn''Harriet Beecher Stowe
''Do not mind anything that anyone tells you about anyone else. Judge everyone and everything for yourself.''Henry James
'''And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.'''Roald Dahl
''If you have an honest and heartfelt thought write it down, for that is poetry''Paul Gerard Reed
'''Wherever I live, I shall feel homesick for Tibet. I often think I can still hear the wild cries of geese and cranes and the beating of their wings as the fly over Lhasa in the clear cold moonlight.'''Heinrich Harrer, Seven Years In Tibet.
''Never let politics get in the way of comedy''Paul Gerard Reed,2nd June 2017
''I gave up drinking once - it was the worst afternoon of my entire life.''Humphrey Bogart
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When the evening breeze
Ruffled the leaves in the half-light
I felt the greatness in the air,
Just standing there;
The quietness absorbed all thoughts
And carried me away to another place
A place where everything was all right
With no need for night;
And in that moment I knew
That everything that had happened,
Or was going to be,
Was down to me, just me;
The breeze carried the sorrow away
Into the clouds that slid over the trees,
And left me alone
Summer Has Gone
We trod with muddy shoes
Amongst autumn's new-won hues
As the slate grey sea boiled and churned
Clover and thistle at our feet
Had replaced buttercup sweet
'Alas! the frail Summer has turned'
What hopes we had for tomorrow
Now washed through with sorrow