Oh, How Quickly Things Changed! Why Didn't

How Idiotic Civilization Is! Why Be Given A Body If You Have To Keep It Shut Up In A Case Like A Rare, Rare Fiddle?

If One Really Does Try To Find Out Why It Is That People Don't Leave Each Other, One Discovers A Mystery. It Is Because They Can't; They Are Bound. And Nobody On Earth Knows What Are The Bonds That Bind Them Except Those Two.

By Health I Mean The Power To Live A Full, Adult, Living, Breathing Life In Close Contact With What I Love - The Earth And The Wonders Thereof - The Sea - The Sun, All That We Mean When We Speak Of The External World. I Want To Enter Into It, To Be Part Of It, To Live In It, To Learn From It, To Lose All That Is Superficial And Acquired In Me And To Become A Conscious, Direct Human Being. I Want, By Understanding Myself, To Understand Others.

There Is No Feeling To Be Compared With The Feeling Of Having Written And Finished A Story.

Yes, My Mother's Death Is A Terrible Sorrow To Me. I Feel - Do You Know What I Mean - The Silence Of It So. She Was More Alive Than Anyone I Have Ever Known.