There's No Such Thing As Love; Only

I Want The Kind Of Readers Who Remain Children At Any Cost. I Can Tell Them At A Glance: Loyalty To That First Enchantment Guards Better Than Any Cosmetic; Than Any Diet, Against The Insults Of Age. But Alas For Such Readers, Who Would Huddle Safe And Sound In The Asylum Of Their Credulous Enchantment As If In The Womb-our Enervating Century Offends Them By Its Chaos, Its Fidgets Of Light And Space, The Host Of Its Excuses For Dividing , For Rending Oneself From Others And From Oneself.

Living Is A Horizontal Fall.

Never Do What A Specialist Can Do Better. Discover Your Own Specialty. Do Not Despair If Your Specialty Appears To Be More Delicate, A Lesser Thing. Make Up In Finesse What You Lose In Force.

After The Writer's Death, Reading His Journal Is Like Receiving A Long Letter.

The Joy Of The Young Is To Disobey