Everybody Is Interesting For An Hour, But

In Our Island Myth This Was The Prescribed End Of Marriages Like Mine: The Wife Goes Off With Someone From The Cercle Sportif, Outside Whose Gates At Night The Willingly Betrayed Husband Waits In His Motorcar. The Circumstances Were Slightly.

You Can't Deny What You've Learned; You Can't Deny Your Travels; You Can't Deny The Nature Of Your Life.

It Is Wrong To Have An Ideal View Of The World. That's Where The Mischief Starts. That's Where Everything Starts Unravelling.

The World Is What It Is; Men Who Are Nothing, Who Allow Themselves To Become Nothing, Have No Place In It.

His Ignorance Seemed To Widen With Everything He Read.