Well, I Aren't Like A

There Is No Private Life Which Has Not Been Determined By A Wider Public Life.

Vague Memories Hang About The Mind Like Cobwebs.

Satan Was A Blunderer ... Who Made A Stupendous Failure. If He Had Succeeded, We Should All Have Been Worshipping Him, And His Portrait Would Have Been More Flattering.

Truth Has Rough Flavours If We Bite It Through.

... As Usual I Am Suffering Much From Doubt As To The Worth Of What I Am Doing And Fear Lest I May Not Be Able To Complete It So As To Make It A Contribution To Literature And Not A Mere Addition To The Heap Of Books.