Nice Things Are Nicer Than Nasty Ones.

I Am Always Incorrigibly Interested In The Behaviour Of The 'human Animal', And Look Forward To Perusing Divers Effusions Of Your Lively Pen.

Work Was Like Cats Were Supposed To Be: If You Disliked And Feared It And Tried To Keep Out If Its Way, It Knew At Once And Sought You Out And Jumped On Your Lap And Climbed All Over You To Show How Much It Loved You. Please God, He Thought, Don't Let Me Die In Harness.

How Wrong People Always Were When They Said: 'it's Better To Know The Worst Than Go On Not Knowing Either Way.' No; They Had It Exactly The Wrong Way Round. Tell Me The Truth, Doctor, I'd Sooner Know. But Only If The Truth Is What I Want To Hear.

You'll Find That Marriage Is A Good Short Cut To The Truth. No, Not Quite That. A Way Of Doubling Back To The Truth. Another Thing You'll Find Is That The Years Of Illusion Aren't Those Of Adolescense, As The Grown-ups Try To Tell Us; They're The Ones Immediately After It, Say The Middle Twenties, The False Maturity If You Like, When You First Get Thoroughly Embroiled In Things And Lose Your Head. Your Age, By The Way, Jim. That's When You First Realize That Sex Is Important To Other People Besides Yourself. A Discovery Like That Can't Help Knocking You Off Balance For A Time.

With Some Exceptions In Science Fiction And Other Genres I Have Small Difficulty In Avoiding Anything That Could Be Called American Literature. I Feel It Is Unnatural, Not I Think Entirely Because It Uses A Language That Is Not Mine, However Closely Akin To My Own.