People have never lost what they think they have.
Truth is so impossible. Something has to be done for it.
As regards plot I find real life no help at all. Real life seems to have no plots. And as I think a plot desirable and almost necessary, I have this extra grudge against life.
We are always children to our mothers.
There isn't much to say. I haven't been at all deedy.
I am ill at ease with people whose lives are an open book.