When Shall We Live If Not Now?

Salad Is Roughage And A French Idea.

...for Me There Is Too Little Of Life To Spend Most Of It Forcing Myself Into Detachment From It.

It Is Easy To Think Of Potatoes, And Fortunately For Men Who Have Not Much Money It Is Easy To Think Of Them With A Certain Safety. Potatoes Are One Of The Last Things To Disappear, In Times Of War, Which Is Probably Why They Should Not Be Forgotten In Times Of Peace.

It Seems To Me That Our Three Basic Needs, For Food And Security And Love, Are So Mixed And Mingled And Entwined That We Cannot Straightly Think Of One Without The Others.

...i Prefer Not To Have Among My Guests Two People Or More, Of Any Sex, Who Are In The First Wild Tremours Of Love. It Is Better To Invite Them After Their New Passion Has Settled, Has Solidified Into A Quieter Reciprocity Of Emotions. (it Is Also A Waste Of Good Food, To Serve It To New Lovers.)