June 24 was my 70th birthday. My life is full of follies and sense of regrets
reigns all my existence. It's mainly about my poor and senseless involvement with women. As a result, I've also made some women miserable and perhaps I'm doing exactly the same now.
Also, I haven't done enough to fulfil my artistic desire. I planned to write a seven-chapters book consisting of all literary genres. Sofar, I've just completed the beginning two chapters. I wonder if Ihave enough mental
stamina to finish writing. ( July 11, 2008 )