Worse Than Madness. Sanity.

What A Man Does Defiles Him, Not What Is Done By Others.

I Am By Nature An Optimist And By Intellectual Conviction A Pessimist.

Only One Novel Is A Novel: That Is A Successful Novel.

We're All Mad, The Whole Damned Race. We're Wrapped In Illusions, Delusions, Confusions About The Penetrability Of Partitions, We're All Mad And In Solitary Confinement.

Don't Get Me Wrong. I Have Nothing Against This As A Method, But It Is Not What English Writers Do.