The Aphorist Is A Hit And Run

Vicarious Living Is Only Slightly Less Impossible Than Vicarious Eating.

Language Is The Friendliest Of The Things From Which We Cannot Escape.

A Great Reader Seldom Recognizes His Solitude.

A Small Boy Puts His Hand On The Wall, And Looks Down Intently As He Wriggles His Toes. The Birth Of Thought?

Modernism: The Books Are As Hard To Understand As Life Itself.