Like Most People Who Smoked Umpteen Cigarettes

Jack Aubrey Is A Tremendous Tower Of Strength And You Always Want To Read About Him.

The Provincial Intellectual Is Doomed To Arguing At Low Level... There Is Still No Australian Literary World, Not In Sydney, Melbourne, Adelaide. It Is Some Consolation To Realise That There Is No Literary World In Birmingham Or Los Angeles Either. I Have Heard There Is One In Montreal, But I Don't Believe It. The Literary World Is In London And New York, The Only Cities Big Enough To Sustain Magazines Which Can Afford To Reject Copy.

Sometimes I Feel If I Was Young Again, I Would Wrap A Bandana Around My Head Like Douglas Fairbanks Sr. And I Would Become A Pirate Of The Web. And I Would Go Around Stealing Poems And Assembling Into One Spot Like A Treasure Cave.

Experts Say Men Think Of Sex Every 10 Seconds... What Do They Think Of In The Other Nine?

Spending All My Remaining Money On A Ticket To Florence Was Rendered Needlessly Complicated By The Fact That None Of The Ticket-sellers Had Ever Heard Of The Place. At Last Their Supervisor Showed Up And Set Them Straight By Informing Them That The City They Had Always Referred To As 'firenze' Was In Reality Called Florence.