The Point At Which Beliefs Meet May

Like Childhood, Old Age Is Irresponsible, Reckless, And Foolhardy. Children And Old People Have Everything To Gain And Nothing Much To Lose. It's Middle-age Which Is Cursed By The Desperate Need To Cling To Some Finger-hold Halfway Up The Mountain, To Conform, Not To Cause Trouble, To Behave Well.

My Father, To Whom I Owe So Much, Never Told Me The Difference Between Right And Wrong; Now I Think That's Why I Remain So Greatly In His Debt.

I Suppose That Writers Should, In A Way, Feel Flattered By The Censorship Laws. They Show A Primitive Fear And Dread At The Fearful Magic Of Print.

It Is Desperately Important To Remember When Enough Is Enough, When You've Finished The Scene.

Hell Must Be A Place Where You Are Only Allowed To Read What You Agree With.