If I Could Write The Perfect Novella

And Feeling Clever, I've Always Thought, Is Just A Sigh Away From Being Cheerful.

Let His Name Be Cleared And Everyone Else Adjust Their Thinking. He Had Put In Time, Now They Must Do The Work. His Business Was Simple. Find Cecilia And Love Her, Marry Her And Live Without Shame.

The Moment You Lose Curiosity In The World, You Might As Well Be Dead.

Looking After Children Is One Of The Ways Of Looking After Yourself.

Was Everyone Else Really As Alive As She Was?...if The Answer Was Yes, Then The World, The Social World, Was Unbearably Complicated, With Two Billion Voices, And Everyone's Thoughts Striving In Equal Importance And Everyone's Claim On Life As Intense, And Everyone Thinking They Were Unique, When No One Was.