The Music Of The Stones Pounds The

It Was Evident To Him That The World Composed And Recomposed Itself Constantly In An Endless Process Of Dissatisfaction.

A Book Begins As A Private Excitement Of The Mind.

A Novelist Is A Person Who Lives In Other People's Skins.

Time Seems To Me A Drift, A Shifting Of Sand. And My Mind Is Shifting With It. I Am Wearing Away.

Movies Are Too Literal.