I'm Up To My Ears In Unwritten

Let's Just Try To Have A Marvelous Time This Weekend. I Mean Not Try To Analyze Everything To Death For Once, If Possible. Especially Me. I Love You.

But I Was Afraid Of The Questions (much More Than The Accusations) You Might Both Put To Me.

Don't Ever Tell Anybody Anything. If You Do, You Start Missing Everybody.

... Even The Most Sublimely Accomplished Non-stop Talker Can't Consistently Please.

I Used To Think She Was Quite Intelligent , In My Stupidity. The Reason I Did Was Because She Knew Quite A Lot About The Theater And Plays And Literature And All That Stuff. If Somebody Knows Quite A Lot About All Those Things, It Takes You Quite A While To Find Out Whether They're Really Stupid Or Not.