All Thinking Men Are Atheists.

Anglers Have A Way Of Romanticizing Their Battles With Fish.

Until You're Grown-up They Send You To Reform School. After You're Grown-up They Send You To The Penitentiary.

Because We Would Not Wear Any Clothes Because It Was So Hot And The Windows Open And The Swallows Flying Over The Roofs Of The Houses And When It Was Dark Afterward And You Went To The Window Very Small Bats Hunting Over The Houses And Close Down Over The Trees And We Would Drink Capri And The Door Locked And It Hot And Only A Sheet And The Whole Night And We Would Both Love Each Other All Night In The Hot Night In Milan. That Was How It Ought To Be.

I Do Not Know What I Thought Paris Would Be Like, But It Was Not That Way. It Rained Nearly Every Day.

All Good Books Have One Thing In Common - They Are Truer Than If They Had Really Happened.