No Hero Is Mortal Till He Dies.

A Person Incapable Of Imaging Another World Than Given To Him By His Senses Would Be Subhuman, And A Person Who Identifies His Imaginary World With The World Of Sensory Fact Has Become Insane.

Happy The Hare At Morning, For She Cannot Read The Hunter's Waking Thoughts.

Oh, How I Wish That Orwell Were Still Alive, So That I Could Read His Comments On Contemporary Events!

The Words Of A Dead Man Are Modified In The Guts Of The Living.

There Are Not Many English Novels Which Deserve To Be Called Great: Parade's End Is One Of Them.