I Am A Product [...of] Endless Books.

What Flows Into You From Myth Is Not Truth But Reality (truth Is Always About Something, But Reality Is That About Which Truth Is), And Therefore, Every Myth Becomes The Father Of Innumerable Truths On The Abstract Level.

Delight Is Incomplete Until It Is Expressed.

Friendship Is Born At That Moment When One Man Says To Another: "what! You Too? I Thought That No One But Myself . . ."

No Interviews Without Appointments Except Between Nine And Ten P.m. On Second Saturdays.

And There We All Were, As Invisible As You Could Wish To See.