Literature Is The Art Of Writing Something

We May Assume That We Keep People Waiting Symbolically Because We Do Not Wish To See Them And That Our Anxiety Is Due Not To Being Late, But To Having To See Them At All.

Happiness Lies In The Fulfillment Of The Spirit Through The Body.

A Lazy Person, Whatever The Talents With Which He Set Out, Will Have Condemned Himself To Second-hand Thoughts And To Second-rate Friends.

While Thoughts Exist, Words Are Alive And Literature Becomes An Escape, Not From, But Into Living.

Most Of The Beauty Of Women Evaporates When They Achieve Domestic Happiness At The Price Of Their Independence.