Adultery ... Could Be As Banal As

A Man Is A Critic When He Cannot Be An Artist, In The Same Way That A Man Becomes An Informer When He Cannot Be A Soldier.

For Him The Universe Did Not Extend Beyond The Circumference Of Her Petticoat.

As You Get Older, The Heart Shed Its Leaves Like A Tree. You Cannot Hold Out Against Certain Winds. Each Day Tears Away A Few More Leaves; And Then There Are The Storms That Break Off Several Branches At One Go. And While Nature’s Greenery Grows Back Again In The Spring, That Of The Heart Never Grows Back.

One Arrives At Style Only With Atrocious Effort, With Fanatical And Devoted Stubbornness.

I Do Not Like To "interest" The Public With Myself.