That Penny Farthing Hell You Call Your

My Dear Tom, Delighted To Get Your Letter. Do Write Again. This Life Is Terrible And I Don't Understand How It Can Be Endured.

Nothing Happens. Nobody Comes, Nobody Goes. It's Awful.

How Can One Better Magnify The Almighty Than By Sniggering With Him At His Little Jokes, Particularly The Poorer Ones?

The Search For The Means To Put An End To Things, An End To Speech, Is What Enables The Discourse To Continue.

Dear Incomprehension, It's Thanks To You I'll Be Myself, In The End.