The Writer Is All Alone.

The Europeans Wanted Gold And Slaves, Like Everybody Else; But At The Same Time They Wanted Statues Put Up To Themselves As People Who Had Done Good Things For The Slaves.

Home Is, I Suppose Just A Child's Idea. A House At Night, And A Lamp In The House. A Place To Feel Safe.

The Ancillary Aspect Of Every British City Now Is The Council Estate.

The World Outside Existed In A Kind Of Darkness; And We Inquired About Nothing.

If Ever You Wish To Meet Intellectual Frauds In Quantity, Go To Paris.