So What He Supposed To Do? Grab

Only Enemies Speak The Truth; Friends And Lovers Lie Endlessly, Caught In The Web Of Duty.

Homesickness Is Not Always A Vague, Nostalgic, Almost Beautiful Emotion, Although That Is Somehow The Way We Always Seem To Picture It In Our Mind. It Can Be A Terribly Keen Blade, Not Just A Sickness In Metaphor But In Fact As Well. It Can Change The Way One Looks At The World; The Faces One Sees In The Street Look Not Just Indifferent But Ugly... Perhaps Even Malignant. Homesickness Is A Real Sickness--the Ache Of The Uprooted Plant.

If You Intend To Write As Truthfully As You Can, Your Days As A Member Of Polite Society Are Numbered.

Legends Grow Beards, And Twenty-three Years Is Plenty Of Time To Grow A Long One.

...you Need Openness And Inability To Do Anything Other Than Get To The Point.