In The End, In England,

I Didn't Write. I Just Wandered About.

I Tell You Loneliness Is The Thing To Master. Courage And Fear, Love, Death Are Only Parts Of It And Can Easily Be Ruled Afterwards. If I Make Myself Master My Own Loneliness There Will Be Peace Or Safety: And Perhaps These Are The Same.

All Politicians Are Bores And Liars And Fakes. I Talk To People.

Why Do People Talk Of The Horrors Of Old Age? It's Great. I Feel Like A Fine Old Car With The Parts Gradually Wearing Out, But I'm Not Complaining,... Those Who Find Growing Old Terrible Are People Who Haven't Done What They Wanted With Their Lives.

Freedom' Is The Most Expensive Possession There Is; It Has To Be Paid For With Loneliness.