You Make Something. You Give Up Expressing

And I Finished College Because I Thought How Much It Would Upset My Parents If I Didnt.

I Also Had This Mistaken Dream, Fantasy Really - Perhaps Because I'm Good At Languages - Of Being Able In Both Italy And France To Become Someone Else Through My Fluency In The Language.

After The Navy, I Transferred To Harvard And Finished There. I Was There The Spring Term Of 1951 And I Stayed Through The Summer Term And A Whole Other Year, So I Was Able To Do Two Years In A Little Less Than A Year And A Half.

Music Had Been My First Love Among The Arts, And I Was Fascinated By It, As I Still Am.

I Think Situations Are More Important Than Plot And Character.