I Think You Always Feel Braver In

No Blame Should Attach To Telling The Truth. But It Does, It Does.

And Without Understanding, Could Each Properly Love The Other?

That Sun, That Light Had Faded, And She Had Faded With Them. Now She Was As Grey As The Season Itself.

The Evening Passes Somehow; I Watch Television With Nancy, Or I Write. It Is Difficult, Not Having A Family, And It Is Difficult To Explain. I Always Go To Bed Early. And I Am Always Ready For Monday Morning, That Time That Other People Dread.

I Suppose What One Wants Really Is Ideal Company And Books Are Ideal Company.