One Knows So Little. When One Knows

The Past Is The Father Of The Present.

I'm Not Often Bored,' I Assured Her. "life's Not Long Enough For That.

The Human Face Is, After All, Nothing More Nor Less Than A Mask.

"look Here," I Said, "people Like To Collect Disasters."

I Can't Imagine Why Everybody Is Always So Keen For Authors To Talk About Writing. I Should Have Thought It Was An Author's Business To Write, Not Talk.