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A Man Sets Himself The Task Of Portraying The World. Shortly Before He Dies He Discovers That This Patient Labyrinth Of Lines Is A Drawing Of His Own Face.

Only In The Present Do Things Happen.

My Father And He Had Cemented One Of Those English Friendships Which Begin By Avoiding Intimacies And Eventually Eliminate Speech Altogether.

To Bless Thine Enemy Is A Good Way To Satisfy Thy Vanity.

I Don't Think There's Any Essential Difference, At Least For Me, Between Writing Poetry And Writing Prose.