After All, When You Take

Sunday, The Day For The Language Of Leisure.

Only He Who Loves And Is Loved For His Own Sake Can Be Happy, And What Produces That Happiness Is Not So Much The Sense Of Sexual Communion As Of Two People Being Together ... The Sexual Act Viewed As A Whole Probably Affords Less Happiness Than A Totally Ordinary Kiss Or Often Indeed One Simple Word From The One You Love.

As Is Said About Most Writers: On The One Hand All I Ever Did From When I Was A Child Was Read, And I Was A Loner, Which Was Furthered By My Parents And My Upbringing.

I Do Not Want To Have The Feeling Of Writing "for Eternity," So To Speak.

I Have The Feeling It Will Influence My Future Writing To The Extent That Without Any Material Worries I Could Develop A Greater Ease, Even Lightheartedness, In My Writing