We Call Them The Brave Who Likely

What Is There In Being Able To Say That One Has Dominated The Stream In An Attitude Of Self-defense; In Proving That One Has Had The Experience Of Carrying A Stick?

Men Are Monopolists Of "stars, Garters, Buttons And Other Shining Baubles"- Unfit To Be The Guardians Of Another Person's Happiness.

A Writer Is Unfair To Himself When He Is Unable To Be Hard On Himself.

One Writes Because One Has A Burning Desire To Objectify What It Is Indispensable To One's Happiness To Express.

I Believe Verbal Felicity Is The Fruit Of Ardor, Of Diligence, And Of Refusing To Be False.