I Read In Order To Write. I

Time At Length Becomes Justice.

We Were Born To Die; We Were Born To Endure, On The Way To Death, Sorrow-sorrow In Manifold Shapes.

Time Heals All Things But One: Time.

Traveling Is Seeing; It Is The Implicit That We Travel By.

One Must Avoid Ambition In Order To Write. Otherwise Something Else Is The Goal: Some Kind Of Power Beyond The Power Of Language. And The Power Of Language, It Seems To Me, Is The Only Kind Of Power A Writer Is Entitled To.