A Middling Talent Makes For A More

What Makes You Imagine ... That Anything Of Importance Can Be Taught In A School?

The Bottomless Bitter Misery Of Childhood: How Little Even Now It Is Understood. Probably No Adult Misery Can Be Compared With A Child's Despair.

Then I Felt Too That I Might Take This Opportunity To Tie Up A Few Loose Ends, Only Of Course Loose Ends Can Never Be Properly Tied, One Is Always Producing New Ones. Time, Like The Sea, Unties All Knots. Judgements On People Are Never Final, They Emerge From Summings Up Which At Once Suggest The Need Of A Reconsideration. Human Arrangements Are Nothing But Loose Ends And Hazy Reckoning, Whatever Art May Otherwise Pretend In Order To Console Us.

Oh The Piercing Sadness Of Life In The Midst Of Its Ordinariness!

Not To Have Been Born Is Undoubtedly Best, But Sound Sleep Is Second Best.