O God, Let Me Write Books! Please,

First, I Was An Idealist (that Was Early - Fools Are Born, Not Made, You Know); Next I Was A Realist; Now I Am A Pessimist, And, By Jove! If Things Get Much Worse I'll Become A Humorist.

Theories Have Nothing To Do With Life.

Doesn't All Experience Crumble In The End To Mere Literary Material?

The World Of The Egotist Is, Inevitably, A Narrow World, And The Boundaries Of Self Are Limited To The Close Horizon Of Personality.... But, Within This Horizon, There Is Room For Many Attributes That Are Excellent.

It Would Appear, From The Best Examples, That The Proper Way Of Beginning A Preface To One's Work Is With A Humble Apology For Having Written At All.