I Think I Did Have Fantasies About

My Actual Childhood, As Opposed To My Adolescence, Was Not Spent In London.

Can You Think Of Anything Worse One Can Do To Anybody Than Take Away Their Worship?

Librarians As A Race Tend To Be Tedious.

Goodness Is Nothing In The Furnace Of Art.

Worship Isn't Destructive, Martin. I Know That. I Don't. I Only Know It's The Core Of His Life. What Else Has He Got? He Can Hardly Read. He Knows No Physics Or Engineering To Make To World Real For Him. No Paintings To Show Him How Others Have Enjoyed It. No Music Except Television Jingles. No History Except Tales From A Desperate Mother. No Friends. Not One Kid To Give Him A Joke, Or Make Him Know Himself More Moderately. He's A Modern Citizen For Whom Society Doesn't Exist.