Writers Speak Stench.

Writing Is A Deeper Sleep Than Death. Just As One Wouldn't Pull A Corpse From Its Grave, I Can't Be Dragged From My Desk At Night.

In Argument Similes Are Like Songs In Love; They Describe Much, But Prove Nothing.

Don't Despair, Not Even Over The Fact That You Don't Despair.

Anybody Who Preserves The Ability To Recognize Beauty Will Never Get Old.

And So Gentlemen, I Learned. Oh, If You Have To Learn, You Learn; If You’re Desperate For A Way Out, You Learn; You Learn Pitilessly. You Stand Over Yourself With A Whip In Your Hand; If There’s The Least Resistance, You Lash Yourself.