My Books, At Any Rate, Deserved To

The German Reich Is A Republic, And Whoever Doesn't Believe It Gets One In The Neck.

The Cities Are The Principal Home And Seat Of The Human Group. They Are The Coral Colony For Man, The Collective Being.

But Such Is Life, The Silliest Proverbs Prove To Be True, And When A Man Thinks, Now It's All Right, It's Not All Right By A Longshot. Man Proposes, God Disposes, And There's Always That Last Straw To Break The Camel's Back.

The Subject Of The Novel Is Reality Liberated From Soul. The Reader In Complete Independence Presented With A Structured Process:let Him Evaluate It, Not The Author. The Façade Of The Novel Cannot Be Other Than Stone Or Steel, Flashing Electrically Or Dark, But Silent.

The World Is Made Of Sugar And Dirt.