Happiness Flourishes Where There Is Happiness...

The Need To Express Oneself In Writing Springs From A Mal-adjustment To Life, Or From An Inner Conflict Which The Adolescent (or The Grown Man) Cannot Resolve In Action. Those To Whom Action Comes As Easily As Breathing Rarely Feel The Need To Break Loose From The Real, To Rise Above, And Describe It... I Do Not Mean That It Is Enough To Be Maladjusted To Become A Great Writer, But Writing Is, For Some, A Method Of Resolving A Conflict, Provided They Have The Necessary Talent.

Self-pity Comes So Naturally To All Of Us. The Most Solid Happiness Can Be Shaken By The Compassion Of A Fool.

Men Fear Silence As They Fear Solitude, Because Both Give Them A Glimpse Of The Terror Of Life's Nothingness.

Happiness Flourishes Where There Is Happiness...

Writing Is A Difficult Trade Which Must Be Learned Slowly By Reading Great Authors; By Trying At The Outset To Imitate Them; By Daring Then To Be Original; By Destroying One's First Productions.