The Greatest Mystery Of All Is The

Read Widely And With Discrimination. Bad Writing Is Contagious.

In Youth We Take Egregious Risks Because Death Has No Reality For Us. Youth Goes Caparisoned In Immortality. It Is Only In Middle Age That We Are Shadowed By The Awareness Of The Transitoriness Of Life.

Open Your Mind To New Experiences, Particularly To The Study Of Other ­people. Nothing That Happens To A Writer – However Happy, However Tragic – Is Ever Wasted.

Man Is Diminished If He Lives Without Knowledge Of His Past; Without Hope Of A Future He Becomes A Beast.

It Was Reasonable To Struggle, To Suffer, Perhaps Even To Die, For A More Just, A More Compassionate Society, But Not In A World With No Future Where, All To Soon, The Very Words "justice," "compassion," "society," "struggle," "evil," Would Be Unheard Echoes On An Empty Air.