I Should Rather Like To

My Hand Is Very Tired But I Want To Go On Writing. I Keep Resting And Thinking. All Day I Have Been Two People - The Me Imprisoned In Yesterday And The Me Out Here On The Mound; And Now There Is A Third Me Trying To Get In - The Me In What Is Going To Happen Next.

Certain Unique Books Seem To Be Without Forerunners Or Successors As Far As Their Authors Are Concerned. Even Though They May Profoundly Influence The Work Of Other Writers, For Their Creator They're Complete, Not Leading Anywhere.

Perhaps What You Call Conventionality, I Call Decency.

He Laughed A Little, In An Odd, Nervous Kind Of Way. "because If I Don't Get Going Soon, The Whole Impetus May Die--and If That Happens, Well, I Really Shall Consider A Long, Restful Plunge Into Insanity. Sometimes The Abyss Yawns Very Attractively.

I Suppose The Best Kind Of Spring Morning Is The Best Weather God Has To Offer.