As My Cat Would Say, All Hours

If I'm Sincere Today, What Does It Matter If I Regret It Tomorrow?

When You Are Old And Realize That Time Is Running Out, You Start Imagining That You Have The Cure For All The Ills Of The World In Your Hand, And Get Frustrated Because No One Pays You Any Attention.

I Am A Better Novelist Than A Poet, Playwright, Or Essayist.

In The End We Discover The Only Condition For Living Is To Die.

That It's Possible Not To See A Lie Even When It's In Front Of Us.