As For Sex, Well, I Mean Sex

All The Greatest Men Are Maniacs. They Are Possessed By A Mania Which Drives Them Forward Towards Thier Goal. The Great Scientists, The Philosophers, The Religious Leaders - All Maniacs. What Else But A Blind Singlenee Of Purpose Could Have Given Focus To Thier Genius, Would Have Kept Them In The Groove Of Purpose. Mania... Is As Priceless As Genius.

I Take A Ridiculous Pleasure In What I Eat And Drink. It Comes Partly From Being A Bachelor, But Mostly From A Habit Of Taking A Lot Of Trouble Over Details. It's Very Persnickety And Old-maidish Really, But Then When I'm Working I Generally Have To Eat My Meals Alone And It Makes Them More Interesting When One Takes Trouble.

Shaken And Not Stirred.

Englishmen Are So Odd. They Are Like A Nest Of Chinese Boxes. It Takes A Very Long Time To Get To The Centre Of Them. When One Gets There The Result Is Unrewarding, But The Process Is Instructive And Entertaining.

I Always Make It A Rule Never To Look Back. Otherwise, I'd Ask Myself How I Could Write Such Piffle And Live With Myself, Day After Day.