I Live, I Burn With Life, I

I Became A Writer In Spite Of My Environments.

The More I See Of What You Call Civilization, The More Highly I Think Of What You Call Savagery!

When A Nation Forgets Her Skill In War, When Her Religion Becomes A Mockery, When The Whole Nation Becomes A Nation Of Money-grabbers, Then The Wild Tribes, The Barbarians Drive In... Who Will Our Invaders Be? From Whence Will They Come?

I Have Known Many Gods. He Who Denies Them Is Blind As He Who Trusts Them Too Deeply.

A Woman In Such An Emotional Tempest Is As Perilous As A Blind Cobra To Any About Her.