"As I walked today, far and fast in the sun-warmed lanes, my thoughts came yapping and growling round me like a pack of curs -- undignified, troublesome, vexatious thoughts; I chase them away for a moment, and next moment they are snapping at my heels. There is no escape then, and the matter is in the hands of God; but when many dogs have come about one, one feels that one must try to deal with the situation oneself; and that is just what one does not want to do."     Arthur Benson.