Realism, In So Far As The Word

Wait And Wait. Most People's Lives Are Spent Waiting.

I Am A Lover And Have Not Found My Thing To Love. That Is A Big Point If You Know Enough To Realize What I Mean. It Makes My Destruction Inevitable, You See. There Are Few Who Understand That.

The Disease We All Have And That We Have To Fight Against All Our Lives Is ... The Disease Of Self.

I Had A World, And It Slipped Away From Me. The War Blew Up More Than The Bodies Of Men....it Blew Ideas Away.

The Writer, An Old Man With A White Moustache, Had Some Difficulty Getting Into Bed.