I Wish I Had Died Before I

Why Should Anybody Be Interested In Some Old Man Who Was A Failure?

At Night, Never Go To Bed Without Knowing What You'll Write Tomorrow.

And Bed, He Thought. Bed Is My Friend. Just Bed, He Thought. Bed Will Be A Great Thing. It Is Easy When You Are Beaten, He Thought. I Never Knew How Easy It Was. And What Beat You, The Thought.

You're Awfully Dark, Brother," He Said. "you Don't Know How Dark.

All Cowardice Comes From Not Truly Loving, Or At Least, Not Loving Well.