Enough To Know No Knowing.

I Say Me, Knowing All The While It's Not Me.

Silence, Yes, But What Silence! For It Is All Very Fine To Keep Silence, But One Has Also To Consider The Kind Of Silence One Keeps.

I Am Still Alive Then. That May Come In Useful.

That's The Mistake I Made, One Of The Mistakes, To Have Wanted A Story For Myself, Whereas Life Alone Is Enough.

To-morrow, When I Wake, Or Think I Do, What Shall I Say Of To-day?