War Among Men Defiles This World.

I Am Moved By Fancies That Are Curled, Around These Images And Cling, The Notion Of Some Infinitely Gentle, Infinitely Suffering Thing.

The Purpose Of Literature Is To Turn Blood Into Ink.

Only Those Who Will Risk Going Too Far Can Possibly Find Out How Far One Can Go.

You Must Not On Any Account Give Me Credit For Being Penetrating. I Have Impressed People That Way Before, And The Result Is Always Disaster.

A Thousand Policemen Directing Traffic Cannot Tell You Why You Come Or Where You Go.