For I Must Write To

Well, Fancy Giving Money To The Government! Might As Well Have Put It Down The Drain.

Aven, I Have Given Up Smoking Again!... God! I Feel Fit. Homicidal, But Fit. A Different Man. Irritable, Moody, Depressed, Rude, Nervy, Perhaps; But The Lungs Are Fine.

Citizens Who Take It Upon Themselves To Do Unusual Actions Which Attract The Attention Of The Police Should Be Careful To Bring These Actions Into One Of The Recognized Categories Of Crimes And Offences, For It Is Intolerable That The Police Should Be Put To The Pains Of Inventing Reasons For Finding Them Undesirable.

A High-brow Is Someone Who Looks At A Sausage And Thinks Of Picasso.

As My Poor Father Used To Say In 1963, Once People Start On All This Art Goodbye, Moralitee! And What My Father Used To Say Is Good Enough For Me.