The Task Of The Right Eye Is

Sentimentality Is A Form Of Fatigue.

Thousands Of People Know My Flannel Knickers, And Though I Know This May Seem Flirtatious, It Is Not. I Am A Saint.

Military People Never Seem To Apologize For Killing Each Other Yet Novelists Feel Ashamed For Writing Some Nice Inert Paper Book That Is Not Certain To Be Read By Anybody.

I've Always Had Access To Other Worlds. We All Do Because We Dream.

[at Age 92:] There Are Places I'd Like To Return To. But Not As I Was Then But As I Am Now. 'cause I'm Trying To Understand. And I've Understood Nothing.