Writing, At Its Best, Is A Lonely

It Is A Miserable Thing To Have People Writing About Your Private Life While You Are Alive. I Have Tried To Stop It All That I Could But There Have Been Many Abuses By People I Trusted. You Cannot Stop Trusting People In Life But I Have Learned To Be A Little Bit Careful. The Way To Make People Trust-worthy Is To Trust Them.

Once In Africa I Lost The Corkscrew And We Were Forced To Live Off Food And Water For Weeks.

I Wonder What Your Idea Of Heaven Would Be — A Beautiful Vacuum Filled With Wealthy Monogamists. All Powerful And Members Of The Best Families All Drinking Themselves To Death. And Hell Would Probably An Ugly Vacuum Full Of Poor Polygamists Unable To Obtain Booze Or With Chronic Stomach Disorders That They Called Secret Sorrows.

In The Fall The War Was Always There But We Did Not Go To It Any More.

It's None Of Their Business That You Have To Learn How To Write. Let Them Think You Were Born That Way.