A hundred things are done today in the divine name of Youth, that if they showed their true colors would be seen by rights to belong rather to old age.
And when I was young, my family was perfectly nice. I write a lot about it, as you noticed. But it was rather limited. I think, I don't think anyone in my family would really feel I'd done them an injustice by saying that. We didn't see many people. There were many books. It was as if I wanted to get away from home.