My Writing Is Nothing, My Boxing Is

My Training Was Never To Drink After Dinner Nor Before I Wrote Nor While I Was Writing.

I’m Not Brave Any More Darling. I’m All Broken. They’ve Broken Me.

He Could Beat Anything, He Thought, Because No Thing Could Hurt Him If He Did Not Care.

The Only Kind Of Writing Is Rewriting.

The Cat Has Complete Emotional Honesty - An Attribute Not Often Found In Humans.