So Why Not Become A Mongrel? It's

There Was Another Life That I Might Have Had, But I Am Having This One.

I Think Of My Pile Of Old Paperbacks, Their Pages Gone Wobbly, Like They'd Once Belonged To The Sea.

Its Was One Of Those Events Which At A Crucial Stage In One's Development Arrive To Challenge And Stretch One To The Limit Of One's Ability And Beyond, So That Thereafter One Has A New Standard By Which To Judge Oneself.

All You Decent, Well-meaning Gentlemen, Let Me Ask You, Have You Any Idea What Sort Of Place The World Is Becoming All Around You? The Days When You Could Act Out Of Your Noble Instincts Are Over. Except Of Course, You Here In Europe Don't Yet Seem To Know It.

To See The Best Before I Have Properly Begun Would Be Somewhat Premature.