I Find I Always Have To Write

That's My Answer To The Question What Is Your Strongest Emotion, If You Ever Want To Ask Me: Curiosity, Old Bean. Curiosity Every Time.

The Vehemence Of My Moral Indignation Surprised Me. Was I Beginning To Have Standards And Principles, And, Oh Dear, Scruples? What Were They, And What Would I Do With Them, And How Much Were They Going To Get In My Way?

... I Was Merely A Disinterested Spectator At The Banquet Of Life.

The World Is Wide, Wide, Wide, And I Am Young, Young, Young, And We’re All Going To Live Forever!

I Find I Always Have To Write Something On A Steamed Mirror.