Fascism Is A Lie Told By Bullies.

Don't You Drink? I Notice You Speak Slightingly Of The Bottle. I Have Drunk Since I Was Fifteen And Few Things Have Given Me More Pleasure.

There Was No Really Good True War Book During The Entire Four Years Of The War. The Only True Writing That Came Through During The War Was In Poetry. One Reason For This Is That Poets Are Not Arrested As Quickly As Prose Writers.

The One Who Is Doing His Work And Getting Satisfaction From It Is Not The One The Poverty Bothers.

I Rewrote The Ending Of 'farewell To Arms' 39 Times Before I Was Satisfied.

Let’s Not Talk About How I Am. It’s A Subject I Know Too Much About To Want To Think About Anymore.