An artist must be a reactionary

Dearest Charles-- I found a box of this paper at the back of a bureau so I must write to you as I am mourning for my lost innocence. It never looked like living. The doctors despaired of it from the start... I am never quite alone. Members of my family keep turning up and collecting luggage and going away again, but the white raspberries are ripe. I have a good mind not to take Aloysius to Venice. I don't want him to meet a lot of horrid Italian bears and pick up bad habits. Love or what you will. S.

All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I'd sooner go to my dentist any day.

It is no longer possible to accept the benefits of civilization and at the same time deny the supernatural basis upon which it is based.

An artist must be a reactionary

These memories, which are my life--for we possess nothing certainly except the past--were always with me.

There's only one great evil in the world today. Despair.