Lipton’s Journal/December 29, 1954/111

Marion Faye Journal. It begins with following note: “I have finally started to make it on tea. Three cheers and over for the institutional life. Tea flows through this place like ice water in a first-rate hotel. And things are beginning to come clear to me. To really make it, I should put nothing into words, but I still want to try. I suppose what I suspect deep-down is that I’ll never make it, but I want people to respect me for how close I came. I, too, am a slob.”