Loneliness Becomes A Lover, Solitude A Darling

Before A Man's Forty, Girls Cost Nothing. After That You Have To Pay Money, Or Tell A Story. Of The Two, It's The Story That Hurts Most. Anyway I'm Not Forty Yet.

But I Am Greedy For Life. I Do Too Much Of Everything All The Time. Suddenly One Day My Heart Will Fail. The Iron Crab Will Get Me As It Got My Father. But I Am Not Afraid Of The Crab. At Least I Shall Have Died From An Honourable Disease. Perhaps They Will Put On My Tombstone. 'this Man Died From Living Too Much'.

If I Wait For The Genius To Come, It Just Doesn't Arrive.

Never Job Backwards. What Might Have Been Was A Waste Of Time.

It Reads Better Than It Lives