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I'm Not Sure I Would Have Ever Started To Draw, Let Alone Write, If My Childhood Hadn't Been So Happy. It Was A Mixture Of Comfort And Adventure. An Excellent Mixture!

She Started Thinking About All The Euphemisms For Death, All The Anxious Taboos That Had Always Fascinated Her. It Was Too Bad You Could Never Have An Intelligent Discussion On The Subject. People Were Either Too Young Or Too Old, Or Else They Didn't Have Time.

It Was A Particularly Good Evening To Begin A Book.

All Men Have Parties And Are Pals Who Never Let Each Other Down. A Pal Can Say Terrible Things Which Are Forgotten The Next Day. A Pal Never Forgives, He Just Forgets, And A Woman Forgives But Never Forgets. That's How It Is. That's Why Women Aren't Allowed To Have Parties. Being Forgiven Is Very Unpleasant.

I'll Have To Calm Down A Bit. Or Else I'll Burst With Happiness