He Who Wants To Do Everything Will

He Who Has Found A Good Wife Has Found Great Happiness, But A Quarrelsome Woman Is Like A Roof That Lets In The Rain.

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.

Old Age Diminishes Our Strength; It Takes Away Our Pleasures One After The Other; It Withers The Soul As Well As The Body; It Renders Adventure And Friendship Difficult; And Finally It Is Shadowed By Thoughts Of Death.

A Friend Loves You For Your Intelligence, A Mistress For Your Charm, But Your Family's Love Is Unreasoning; You Were Born Into It And Are Of Its Flesh And Blood. Nevertheless It Can Irritate You More Than Any Group Of People In The World.

Everything That Is In Agreement With Our Personal Desires Seems True; Everything That Is Not Puts Us In A Rage.