And People With Obsessions, Reflected

Love Of Life Is Born Of The Awareness Of Death, Of The Dread Of It.

Englishmen Are So Odd. They Are Like A Nest Of Chinese Boxes. It Takes A Very Long Time To Get To The Centre Of Them. When One Gets There The Result Is Unrewarding, But The Process Is Instructive And Entertaining.

Like All Harsh, Cold Men, He Was Easily Tipped Over Into Sentiment.

He Could Not Just Wear A Watch. It Had To Be A Rolex.

Everything I Write Has A Precedent In Truth.