Cruel Blows Of Fate Call For Extreme

Perhaps If I Make Myself Write I Shall Find Out What Is Wrong With Me.

Perhaps It Would Really Be Rather Dull To Be Married And Settled For Life. Liar! It Would Be Heaven.

Thinking Of Death--strange, Beautiful, Terrible And A Long Way Off--made Me Feel Happier Than Ever.

Only Half A Page Left Now. Shall I Fill It With 'i Love You, I Love You'-- Like Father's Page Of Cats On The Mat? No. Even A Broken Heart Doesn't Warrant A Waste Of Good Paper.

Father Says Hot Water Can Be As Stimulating As An Alcoholic Drink And Though I Never Come By One...i Can Well Believe It.