The Worst Vice Of The Solitary Is

There Cannot Be A Personal God Without A Pessimistic Religion. As Soon As There Is A Personal God He Is A Disappointing God.

Life Is A Maze In Which We Take The Wrong Turning Before We Have Learned To Walk.

The Only Way For Writers To Meet Is To Share A Quick Peek Over A Common Lamp-post.

While Thoughts Exist, Words Are Alive And Literature Becomes An Escape, Not From, But Into Living.

The Man Who Is Master Of His Passions Is Reason's Slave.