We Are All Worms. But I Believe

I Am Certainly Not One Of Those Who Need To Be Prodded. In Fact, If Anything, I Am The Prod.

It Is Conceivable That I Might Well Be Reborn As A Chinese Coolie. In Such Case I Should Lodge A Protest.

I Am Fond Of Pigs. Dogs Look Up To Us. Cats Look Down On Us. Pigs Treat Us As Equals.

There Is No Better Exercise Than To Study And Devour A Picture, And Then, Without Looking At It Again, To Attempt The Next Day To Reproduce It.

A Day Away From Chartwell Is A Day Wasted.