I Feed On Good Soup, Not Beautiful

You Are A Fool In Four Letters, My Son.

Human Weakness Is To Desire To Know What One Does Not Want To Know.

The Maturing Process Of Becoming A Writer Is Akin To That Of A Harlot. First You Do It For Love, Then For A Few Friends, And Finally Only For Money.

The Smallest Errors Are Always The Best. [fr., Les Plus Courtes Erreurs Sont Toujours Les Meilleures.]

The Smallest Errors Are Always The Best.