For A Time They Confronted Each Other

Perhaps His Tragedy Is That He Is The One Normal Writer Left On Earth And It Is This That Adds To His Isolation And So To His Sense Of Guilt.

Fear Ringed By Doubt Is My Eternal Moon.

Muzzle A Dog And He Will Bark Out Of The Other End.

How Alike Are The Groans Of Love To Those Of The Dying.

In The War To Come Correspondents Would Assume Unheard Of Importance, Plunging Through Flame To Feed The Public Its Little Gobbets Of Dehydrated Excrement.