How Could I Know A Famished Heart

Truth Is Singular. Its 'versions' Are Mistruths.

I Still Haven't Quite Got Used To Eating Live Fish.

I Think It's Natural For Youth To Be Drawn To Newness: The World Is Still New For Them.

As For Reading, I Wish I Had A Magic Door To A Library Where I Could Go In, Read For Days And Days, And Come Back In The Same Minute I Left. I'm Still Looking For The Door.

If War's First Victim Is Truth, Its Second Is Clerical Efficiency.