"And Jack is lovely but quite mad which one just has to accept since there’s no hope that he’ll ever be otherwise so I really don’t know what’s going to happen, don’t even know what I’d want if I had to make my mind up. Part of me feels like running off to Europe or someplace anyway! Meanwhile I guess I’m “going steady” in a sort of nervous, unspoken arrangement that goes on and on with no particular end in sight – if you know what I mean." (Joyce Johnson - Doors Wide Open: a beat love affair in letters, 2001:131)