The Melancholy Thing About The World Is

Look, Boys, It Ever Strike You That The World Not Real At All? It Ever Strike You That We Have The Only Mind In The World And You Just Thinking Up Everything Else? Like Me Here, Having The Only Mind In The World, And Thinking Up You People Here, Thinking Up The War And All The Houses And The Ships And Them In The Harbour. That Ever Cross Your Mind?

Men Need History; It Helps Them To Have An Idea Of Who They Are. But History, Like Sanctity, Can Reside In The Heart; It Is Enough That There Is Something There.

I Am The Kind Of Writer That People Think Other People Are Reading.

There Are Two Ways Of Talking. One Is The Easy Way, Where You Talk Lightly, And The Other One Is The Considered Way. The Considered Way Is What I Have Put My Name To.

Home Is, I Suppose Just A Child's Idea. A House At Night, And A Lamp In The House. A Place To Feel Safe.