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Nationality Isn't Soul.

Some Men Are By Nature Explorers; My Nature Is To Stay Under The Same Moon And Stars, And If The Weather Is Wet, Under The Same Roof. It's A Strange World, Why Make It Stranger?

Writers Who Can't Invent Stories Often Substitute Style For Narrative. They Remind Me Of The Painter Who Couldn't Paint People, So He Painted Chairs.

Ithink Isaid'all Menare Jews Excepttheydon't Know It.'i Doubt I Expected Anyone To Take The Statement Literally. But I Think It's An Understandable Statement And A Metaphoric Way Of Indicating How History, Sooner Or Later, Treats All Men.

There Comes A Time In A Man's Life When To Get Where He Has To Go - If There Are No Doors Or Windows He Walks Through A Wall.