And the Hippos were boiled in their tanks!

Ah Japhy you taught me the final lesson of them all, you can't fall off a mountain.

Mainly I've been back to my books and writings and being nice and quiet and lazy. As I'm writing this, the radio says there's a foot of snow falling on Long Island. I really love snow and wish I could take a long walk in it right now.

Who doesn't feel studious when he doesn't have a girl with a Riviera suntan?

Man, wow, there's so many things to do, so many things to write! How to even begin to get it all down and without modified restraints and all hung-up on like literary inhibitions and grammatical fears.

Forgive everyone for your own sins and be sure to tell them you love them which you do.

Somewhere along the line, the pearl would be handed to me.