Oh Where, Oh Where Had Snow White

The Writer Walks Out Of His Workroom In A Daze. He Wants A Drink. He Needs It.

Nowadays You Can Go Anywhere In The World In A Few Hours, And Nothing Is Fabulous Any More.

Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right.

I Have Found It Impossible To Talk To Anyone About My Problems. I Couldn't Face The Embarrassment, And Anyway I Lack The Courage. Any Courage I Had Was Knocked Out Of Me When I Was Young. But Now, All Of Sudden I Have A Sort Of Desperate Wish To Tell Everything To Somebody.

You'll Never Get Anywhere If You Go About What-iffing Like That.