Often I Think Writing Is A Sheer

A Writer Wastes Nothing.

You See I Usually Find Myself Among Strangers Because I Drift Here And There Trying To Forget The Sad Things That Happened To Me.

The Worst Thing In The World Is To Try To Sleep And Not To.

She Admired Him; She Was Used To Clutching Her Hands Together In His Wake And Heaving Audible Sighs.

Life Plays The Same Lovely And Agonizing Joke On All Of Us.