You'll Get Back To Where You Came

I Mean, If We're Concerned Genuinely With Writing, I Think We Probably Get On With Our Work. I Think This Is Very True Of English Writers, But Perhaps Not So True Of French Writers, Who Seem To Read Each Other Passionately, Extensively, And Endlessly, And Who Then Talk About It To Each Other - Which Is Splendid.

I'm Scared Of Him," Said Piggy, "and That's Why I Know Him. If You're Scared Of Someone You Hate Him But You Can't Stop Thinking About Him. You Kid Yourself He's All Right Really, An' Then When You See Him Again; It's Like Asthma An' You Can't Breathe.

I Don't Think They [contemporary Writers] Read Me Either. I Mean, If We're Concerned Genuinely With Writing, I Think We Probably Get On With Our Work.

He Doesn't Mind If He Dies... Indeed, He Would Like To Die; But Yet He Fears To Fall. He Would Welcome A Long Sleep; But Not At The Price Of Falling To It.

Which Is Better, Law And Rescue, Or Hunting And Breaking Things Up?