Wine Gave A Sort Of Gallantry To

But I Suppose You Must Touch Life In Order To Spring From It.

I'm Merely Trying To Give You The Sort Of Argument That Would Appeal To Your Intelligence.

You Really Ought To Read More Books - You Know, Those Things That Look Like Blocks But Come Apart On One Side.

A Writer Like Me Must Have An Utter Confidence, An Utter Faith In His Star. It's An Almost Mystical Feeling, A Feeling Of Nothing-can-happen-to Me, Nothing-can-touch-me.... I Once Had It. But Through A Series Of Blows, Many Of Them My Own Fault, Something Happened To That Sense Of Immunity And I Lost My Grip.

Life Is Much More Successfully Looked At From A Single Window.