The Greatness Of Art Is Not To

Literature Has Neglected The Old And Their Emotions. The Novelists Never Told Us That In Love, As In Other Matters, The Young Are Just Beginners And That The Art Of Loving Matures With Age And Experience.

The New England Conscience Doesn't Keep You From Doing What You Shouldn't - It Just Keeps You From Enjoying It.

Sometimes You Have The Feeling That Some Little Imp Is Standing Behind You And Dictating To You, But He Gives It To You Slowly, Drop By Drop.

In The Half Darkness I Winked To My Other Self, My Mad Dictator, And Congratulated Him On His Droll Victory. I Closed My Eyes And Felt The Warmth Flowing From Shosha's Head To My Face. What Did I Have To Lose? Nothing More Than What Everyone Loses Anyway.

A Marxist Has Never Written A Good Novel.