Freedom Is What You Do With What's

I Believe, I Desire, That Social And Economic Ills May Be Remedied.

I Think That Is The Big Danger In Keeping A Diary: You Exaggerate Everything.

I Distrust The Incommunicable; It Is The Source Of All Violence

Nothing Happens While You Live. The Scenery Changes, People Come In And Go Out, That's All. There Are No Beginnings. Days Are Tacked On To Days Without Rhyme Or Reason, An Interminable, Monotonous Addition.

Man Is Always A Wizard To Man, And The Social World Is At First Magical.