There Comes A Point When

It Is All Very Well, In These Changing Times, To Adapt One's Work To Take In Duties Not Traditionally Within One's Realm; But Bantering Is Of Another Dimension Altogether. For One Thing, How Would One Know For Sure That At Any Given Moment A Response Of The Bantering Sort Is Truly What Is Expected? One Need Hardly Dwell On The Catastrophic Possibility Of Uttering A Bantering Remark Only To Discover It Wholly Inappropriate.

I Have The Feeling Of This Completely Alternative Person I Should Have Become. There Was Another Life That I Might Have Had, But I’m Having This One.

A Man Who Aspires To Rise Above The Mediocre, To Be Something More Than The Ordinary, Surely Deserves Admiration, Even If He Fails And Loses A Fortune On Account Of His Ambitions (...) If One Has Failed Only Where Others Have Not Had The Courage Or Will To Try, There Is Consolation - Indeed, Deep Satisfaction - To Be Gained From His Observation When Looking Back Over One's Life. #page No.134

There's A Practical Problem About Time And Energy, And A More Subtle Problem Of What It Does To A Writer's Head, To Continually Analyze Why They Write, Where It All Comes From, Where It's Going To.

I Want My Words To Survive Translation.