Prayers Were Held In Assembly Hall. We

My Darling," She Said At Last, Are You Sure You Don't Mind Being A Mouse For The Rest Of Your Life?" "i Don't Mind At All" I Said. It Doesn't Matter Who You Are Or What You Look Like As Long As Somebody Loves You.

Sex Is Like Nose Picking. It's Fine As Long As You Practice It Yourself, But It's Disgusting Watching Someone Else Doing It.

I Understand What You're Saying, And Your Comments Are Valuable, But I'm Gonna Ignore Your Advice.

I Do Have A Blurred Memory Of Sitting On The Stairs And Trying Over And Over Again To Tie One Of My Shoelaces, But That Is All That Comes Back To Me Of School Itself.

The Writer Has To Force Himself To Work. He Has To Make His Own Hours And If He Doesn't Go To His Desk At All There Is Nobody To Scold Him.