I Got A Book Token For Christmas

Every Little Increase In Human Freedom Has Been Fought Over Ferociously Between Those Who Want Us To Know More And Be Wiser And Stronger, And Those Who Want Us To Obey And Be Humble And Submit.

I Seemed To Have Spent The Whole Time Either Reading, Which I Loved, Or Laughing, Which I Love, Or Fooling About, Which I Loved. There Was The Usual Teenage Angst: "nobody Understands Me" And "i'm The Only Genius In The World" And All That Stuff. But That Didn't Get Very Deep.

You Are Dead- What Am I Speaking To?

We Are All Subject To The Fates. But We Must Act As If We Are Not, Or Die Of Despair.

My Only Real Claim To Anyone's Attention Lies In My Writing