I Write To Escape ... To Escape

Even Brave Men, And D'arnot Was A Brave Man, Are Sometimes Frightened By Solitude.

It Is A Characteristic Of The Weak And Criminal To Attribute To Others The Misfortunes That Are The Result Of Their Own Wickedness.

They Say That None Of Us Exists, Except In The Imagination Of His Fellows, Other Than As An Intangible, Invisible Mentality.

If You Write One Story, It May Be Bad; If You Write A Hundred, You Have The Odds In Your Favor.

The Jungle Which Is Presided Over By Kudu, The Sun, Is A Very Different Jungle From That Of Goro, The Moon. The Diurnal Jungle Has Its Own Aspect--its Own Lights And Shades, Its Own Birds, Its Own Blooms, Its Own Beasts ... The Lights And Shades Of The Nocturnal Jungle Are As Different As One Might Imagine The Lights And Shades Of Another World To Differ From Those Of Our World.