Why is it our failures only show us more clearly the people we are failing?
We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly, and bitterly wept as we bore him along. For we all loved our comrade so brave, young and handsome, we all loved our comrade although he'd done wrong." The Cowboy's Lament
Whenever I didn't know what to write next, I put a swift river in front of his horse and sent the two of them across!
