I only just realised why I like statistics so much. Unlike
pure mathematics, statistics use numbers to draw pictures. It’s actually the
pictures I like.
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...until death do re-unite or the Priestess return to Avalon.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
The moving finger writes and, having writ, moves on. Nor all your piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it.
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self .
This character appears in one of my short stories, and also in the novel. He's sadder than he looks, poor thing.
About Me
- JJ
- Ashbourne, Derbyshire, United Kingdom
- I've never had money because I've never been driven by money. I received little formal education beyond the age of sixteen, which isn't such a bad thing since you get a different angle on life that way. Learning what you want and need to learn often reveals things that the system's road keeps hidden.
BOOKS
Anyone interested in viewing the availablity of my novel Odyssey or novella The Gift Horse can do so here.
To Be Retained...
...until death do re-unite or the Priestess return to Avalon.
Khalil Gibran on Children.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
OMAR KAYYAM ON REGRET.
The moving finger writes and, having writ, moves on. Nor all your piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it.
Herman Hess on Nobility
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self .
Free Fiction
I have another blog called A Handful of Stories on which I've posted some of my short fiction. Most of it has been published by a variety of independent small press publishers, so somebody other than me must have thought it worth reading.
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- A Note on the Value of Memory.
- A Change in the Weather.
- A Long Walk and a Coincidence.
- On Lunchtimes and the Swedish Connection.
- More on Self-Improvement.
- A Slanted View.
- A Possible Side Effect.
- On Being a Natural Wimp.
- The Problem of Self-Improvement.
- A Minor YouTube Mystery.
- The Matter of Statistics.
- On Matters Literary.
- Contrasting Days.
- Meeting Millie and Perceiving an Improvement.
- On Mr D and Chapter 7.
- Briefly.
- Today's Hospital Notes.
- Another Little Irony.
- Evening Entertainment.
- Encountering the High Family.
- Interpreting the Whisper.
- A Maddening Melody.
- A Mini Memoir.
- Staying Stum.
- The Turnip Treat.
- Dreams and Swedish Cars.
- The Mystery Man in Our Midst.
- October Light.
- The Take-Down Mystery.
- Beware Old Blokes on Bikes.
- Ridiculous Recommendations.
- Trying Times.
- Becoming Corpse-Like.
- Rediscovering the Shire.
- Being Led by a Headline.
- Discarding the Ditty.
- On Blame and the Control Freak
- Yet More Random Thoughts.
- A Foreign Body Down Under.
- On Spanners and a Single Blessing.
- A Change in Image.
- On the Matter of Complaint.
- The Bard Being Wrong for Once.
- Connected Notes on Decadence and Guilt.
- When Words Evolve.
- Reflecting on Very Little.
- YouTube and the Humour Barrier.
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- Finding the Gap.
- The Little Tea Bag Tale.
- Me Again.
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- Don and the Disease.
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All the permanent pictures and some of the posted ones on this blog are my copyright. Most of them, however, are placed with a picture library which holds the licensing rights. I don't, therefore, have the legal right to grant permission to use them.
An Inhabitant of the Hungry Ghost Realm
This character appears in one of my short stories, and also in the novel. He's sadder than he looks, poor thing.
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