The Bourgeois Are Other People.

The Strong Do Not Hesitate. They Settle Down, They Sweat, They Go On To The End. They Exhaust The Ink, They Use Up The Paper.

Writing Is A Way Of Talking Without Being Interrupted.

If One Were To Build The House Of Happiness, The Largest Space Would Be The Waiting Room.

Love Is Like An Hourglass, With The Heart Filling Up As The Brain Empties.

A Beautiful Line Of Verse Has Twelve Feet, And Two Wings.