"I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesterdays are buried deep - leave it anyway except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you member is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the futures lives in a cloud, formidable from the distance. The cloud clears as you enter enter it. I have learned this, but like everyone , I learned it late".
Beryl Marham - West with the Night
