What Was Past Was Past.

In A Way My Reputation Has Become That Of The Curmudgeon.

I Don't Feel I Can Speak With Authority For Many Other People.

I Came To London. It Had Become The Center Of My World And I Had Worked Hard To Come To It. And I Was Lost.

A Civilization Which Has Taken Over The World Cannot Be Said To Be Dying.

All The Details Of The Life And The Quirks And The Friendships Can Be Laid Out For Us, But The Mystery Of The Writing Will Remain. No Amount Of Documentation, However Fascinating, Can Take Us There.