I'm Not Good At Precise, Coherent Argument.

One Recipe For Happiness Is To Have To Sense Of Entitlement.' To This She Added A Star And Noted At The Bottom Of The Page: 'this Is Not A Lesson I Have Ever Been In A Position To Learn.

Kafka Could Never Have Written As He Did Had He Lived In A House. His Writing Is That Of Someone Whose Whole Life Was Spent In Apartments, With Lifts, Stairwells, Muffled Voices Behind Closed Doors, And Sounds Through Walls. Put Him In A Nice Detached Villa And He'd Never Have Written A Word.

I Lack What The English Call Character, By Which They Mean The Power To Refrain.

Of Course My Standards Are Out Of Date! That's Why They're Called Standards.

Schweitzer In The Congo Did Not Derive More Moral Credit Than Larkin Did For Living In Hull.