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The Evening Passes Somehow; I Watch Television With Nancy, Or I Write. It Is Difficult, Not Having A Family, And It Is Difficult To Explain. I Always Go To Bed Early. And I Am Always Ready For Monday Morning, That Time That Other People Dread.

You Never Know What You Will Learn Till You Start Writing. Then You Discover Truths You Never Knew Existed.

You Can Never Betray The People Who Are Dead, So You Go On Being A Public Jew; The Dead Can't Answer Slurs, But I'm Here. I Would Love To Think That Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam, But He Doesn't.

Problems Of Human Behavior Still Continue To Baffle Us, But At Least In The Library We Have Them Properly Filed.

The Essence Of Romantic Love Is That Wonderful Beginning, After Which Sadness And Impossibility May Become The Rule.