It's A Good World If You Don't

All Good Novelists Have Bad Memories. What You Remember Comes Out As Journalism; What You Forget Goes Into The Compost Of The Imagination.

It Is The Same In Life: Sometimes It Is More Difficult To Make A Scene Than To Die.

Hate Is An Automatic Response To Fear, For Fear Humiliates.

To Comfort Me Is Like The Wrong Memory At The Wrong Place Or Time: If One Is Lonely One Prefers Discomfort.

I Have Often Noticed That A Bribe Has That Effect - It Changes A Relation. The Man Who Offers A Bribe Gives Away A Little Of His Own Importance; The Bribe Once Accepted, He Becomes The Inferior, Like A Man Who Has Paid For A Woman.