You Only Die Once, But You Will

Writing Is Like Prostitution. First You Do It For Love, And Then For A Few Close Friends, And Then For Money.

Cultivated People Should Be Superior To Any Consideration So Sordid As A Mercenary Interest.

The Road Is Long Fro The Project To Its Completion.

But It Is Not Reason That Governs Love.

The Trees That Are Slow To Grow Bear The Best Fruit.