However, I Learned Something. I Thought That

Well, I Love Fishing. I Wouldn't Kill A Fly Myself But I've No Hesitation In Killing A Fish. A Lot Of Men Are Like That. No Bother. Out You Come. Thump. And That's Not The Only Reason.

I Used To Have A Great Love For Dostoyevsky And Tolstoy, The Big Boys Of The Last Century.

There Are Some Friends You Don't Meet For Twenty Years And When You Meet Them Again It's As If No Twenty Years Has Happened - You're Lucky When That Happens. I Feel The Same About Books.

I Learned Words, I Learned Words; But Half Of Them Died From Lack Of Exercise. And The Ones I Use Often Look At Me With A Look That Whispers, Liar.

I Just Didn't Want To Shoot Other People.