Sick Of Being A Prisoner Of My

Reading And Writing... Are Exciting. The Most Exciting Things I Can Think Of. And Now, As I Reflect... I Have To Say That I've Been Lucky In That I'm Amused By What I Do - Sufficiently Amused.

Dinner Was Meat - Not Hunks Of Meat, As In Australia, But Pathetic Scraps Of Meat, As In Britain - Which The Girls Upstairs Transformed Into Edible Dishes By Heating It In Secret Ways And Adding Bits Of Stuff To It.

If The Humanism That Makes Civilization Civilized Is To Be Preserved Into The New Century, It Will Need Advocates. These Advocates Will Need A Memory, And Part Of That Memory Will Need To Be Of An Age In Which They Were Not Yet Alive.

John Mcenroe Looks As If He Is Serving Round The Edge Of An Imaginary Building.

It Is Only When They Go Wrong That Machines Remind You How Powerful They Are.