Truthfulness So Often Goes With Ruthlessness.

Only Half A Page Left Now. Shall I Fill It With 'i Love You, I Love You'-- Like Father's Page Of Cats On The Mat? No. Even A Broken Heart Doesn't Warrant A Waste Of Good Paper.

People's Clothes Ought To Be Buried With Them.

Perhaps Watching Someone You Love Suffer Can Teach You Even More Than Suffering Yourself Can.

My Hand Is Very Tired But I Want To Go On Writing. I Keep Resting And Thinking. All Day I Have Been Two People - The Me Imprisoned In Yesterday And The Me Out Here On The Mound; And Now There Is A Third Me Trying To Get In - The Me In What Is Going To Happen Next.

Oh, It Is Wonderful To Wake Up In The Morning With Things To Look Forward To!