did they would say so oftener and with emphasis.
And so I try to put my individuality in the quality of my diction, in my method of handling words.
My conversation plainly shows this individuality—more than shows it, indeed. My conversation hurls it violently at people's heads. My conversation—when I choose—makes people turn around in their chairs and stare and give me all of their attention. They admire me, though their admiration is mixed decidedly with other feelings.
I like to be admired.
It soothes my vanity.
When you read this Portrayal you will admire me. You will surely have to admire me.
And so this is life, and everything matters.
But just now I will stop writing and go downstairs to my dinner. There is a porterhouse steak, broiled rare, and
