The Constitution Doesn't Mention Rain.

Geography Blended With Time Equals Destiny.

This Is The Generation Whose First Cry Of Life Was The Hungarian Uprising.

Language And, Presumably, Literature Are More Ancient And Inevitable, More Durable Than Any Form Of Social Organization. The Revulsion, Irony, Or Indifference Often Expressed By Literature Toward The State Is Essentially The Reaction Of The Permanent-better Yet, The Infinite-against The Temporary, Against The Finite.

In Poetic Thought, The Role Of The Subconscious Is Played By Euphony.

Out Of Dostoevsky: Kafka. Out Of Tolstoy: Margaret Mitchell. (in Conversation, Explaining His Dislike For Tolstoy)