Oh, It Is Wonderful To

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.

Only The Margin Left To Write On Now. I Love You, I Love You, I Love You.

I Only Want To Write. And There's No College For That Except Life.

But Some Characters In Books Are Really Real--jane Austen's Are; And I Know Those Five Bennets At The Opening Of Pride And Prejudice, Simply Waiting To Raven The Young Men At Netherfield Park, Are Not Giving One Thought To The Real Facts Of Marriage.

Only Half A Page Left Now. Shall I Fill It With 'i Love You, I Love You'-- Like Father's Page Of Cats On The Mat? No. Even A Broken Heart Doesn't Warrant A Waste Of Good Paper.