It Isn't Very Serious, I

I Love You To Pieces, Distraction, Etc.

There Is A Marvelous Peace In Not Publishing ... I Like To Write. I Love To Write. But I Write Just For Myself And My Own Pleasure.

But I Was Afraid Of The Questions (much More Than The Accusations) You Might Both Put To Me.

He Seemed Unaware Of The Messiness Of The Arrangement.

I Don't Know About Bores. Maybe You Shouldn't Feel Too Sorry If You See Some Swell Girl Getting Married To Them. They Don't Hurt Anybody Most Of Them, And Maybe They're All Terrific Whistlers Or Something. Who The Hell Knows? Not Me.