The World Is Made Of Sugar And

The Cities Are The Principal Home And Seat Of The Human Group. They Are The Coral Colony For Man, The Collective Being.

Next-door A Baker's Apprentice With His Wife, An Employee In A Printing-shop, She Has Inflammation Of The Ovaries. Wonder What Those Two Get Out Of Life? Well, First Of All, They Get Each Other, Then Last Sunday A Vaudeville And A Film, Then This Or That Club Meeting And A Visit To His Parents. Nothing Else? Well Now, Don't Drop Dead, Sir. Add To That Nice Weather, Bad Weather, Country Picnics, Standing In Front Of The Stove, Eating Breakfast And So On. And What More Do You Get, You, Captain, General, Jockey, Whoever You Are? Don't Fool Yourself.

My Books, At Any Rate, Deserved To Be Burned.

The Subject Of The Novel Is Reality Liberated From Soul. The Reader In Complete Independence Presented With A Structured Process:let Him Evaluate It, Not The Author. The Façade Of The Novel Cannot Be Other Than Stone Or Steel, Flashing Electrically Or Dark, But Silent.

I Used To Think Great Teachers Inspire You. Now I Think I Had It Wrong. Good Teachers Inspire You; Great Teachers Show You How To Inspire Yourself Every Day Of Your Life. They Don't Show You Their Magic. They Show You How To Make Magic Of Your Own.