Well, The Rain Had Stopped But The

Drink From The Well Of Yourself And Begin Again.

It Seems I Make A Lot Of Mistakes And It Seems That I Am Not Allowed Any.

I Knew It Would Be You

I Write As A Function. Without It I Would Fall Ill And Die. It's As Much A Part Of One As The Liver Or Intestine, And Just About As Glamorous.

That's The Problem With Drinking, I Thought, As I Poured Myself A Drink. If Something Bad Happens You Drink In An Attempt To Forget; If Something Good Happens You Drink In Order To Celebrate; And If Nothing Happens You Drink To Make Something Happen.