Did You See More Glass?

But You Can't Always Tell - With Somebody's Mother, I Mean. Mothers Are All Slightly Insane.

Almost Every Time Somebody Gives Me A Present, It Ends Up Making Me Sad.

John Keats / John Keats / John / Please Put Your Scarf On.

What Really Knocks Me Out Is A Book That, When You're All Done Reading It, You Wish The Author That Wrote It Was A Terrific Friend Of Yours And You Could Call Him Up On The Phone Whenever You Felt Like It. That Doesn't Happen Much, Though.

I Asked Him What, If Anything, Got Him Down About Teaching. He Said He Didn't Think That Anything About It Got Him Exactly Down, But There Was One Thing, He Thought, That Frightened Him: Reading The Pencilled Notations In The Margins Of Books In The College Library.