Happiness Is Always A Coincidence.

There Are Those Who Dance To The Rhythm That Is Played To Them, Those Who Only Dance To Their Own Rhythm, And Those Who Don't Dance At All.

The Novel Is Born Of Disillusionment; The Poem, Of Despair.

You Need To Have A God, A Lover, And An Enemy, Says The Poet. Exactly: You Need To Have Three Enemies.

Better Than Succeeding Little By Little Is Failing At One Go.

Life Is A Dangerous Adventure, Says The American, And He Is Half Right: Life Is Dangerous, But It's Not An Adventure.