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It's No Good Protecting People Or Even Looking After Them Past A Certain Point. One Can't Grasp More Than A Piece Of Anyone. Most Of The Rest Can Only Be Protected By Themselves And The Remainder By Hired Specialists And Doctors And Dentists And Professional Protectors.

I Take A Ridiculous Pleasure In What I Eat And Drink. It Comes Partly From Being A Bachelor, But Mostly From A Habit Of Taking A Lot Of Trouble Over Details. It's Very Persnickety And Old-maidish Really, But Then When I'm Working I Generally Have To Eat My Meals Alone And It Makes Them More Interesting When One Takes Trouble.

Love Of Life Is Born Of The Awareness Of Death, Of The Dread Of It.

All The Greatest Men Are Maniacs. They Are Possessed By A Mania Which Drives Them Forward Towards Thier Goal. The Great Scientists, The Philosophers, The Religious Leaders - All Maniacs. What Else But A Blind Singlenee Of Purpose Could Have Given Focus To Thier Genius, Would Have Kept Them In The Groove Of Purpose. Mania... Is As Priceless As Genius.

These Blithering Women Who Thought They Could Do A Man's Work. Why The Hell Couldn't They Stay At Home And Mind Their Pots And Pans And Stick To Their Frocks And Gossip And Leave Men's Work To The Men.