Christopher Columbus Was The First Socialist: He

By Swallowing Evil Words Unsaid, No One Has Ever Harmed His Stomach.

Writing A Book Is An Adventure. To Begin With It Is A Toy And An Amusement. Then It Becomes A Mistress, Then It Becomes A Master, Then It Becomes A Tyrant. The Last Phase Is That Just As You Are About To Be Reconciled To Your Servitude, You Kill The Monster And Fling Him To The Public.

He Has The Gift Of Compressing The Largest Amount Of Words Into The Smallest Amount Of Thoughts.

We Shall Escape The Absurdity Of Growing A Whole Chicken In Order To Eat The Breast Or Wing, By Growing These Parts Separately Under A Suitable Medium.

Like A Sea-beast Fished Up From The Depths, Or A Diver Too Suddenly Hoisted, My Veins Threatened To Burst From The Fall In Pressure. I Had Great Anxiety And No Means Of Relieving It ... And Then It Was That The Muse Of Painting Came To My Rescue - Out Of Charity And Out Of Chivalry ... - And Said, "are These Toys Any Good To You? They Amuse Some People."