There Are Certain Persons For Whom Pure

Advice Is Always A Confession.

Self-pity Comes So Naturally To All Of Us.

Lost Illusion Is The Undisclosed Title Of Every Novel.

We Owe To The Middle Ages The Two Worst Inventions Of Humanity - Romantic Love And Gunpowder.

The Need To Express Oneself In Writing Springs From A Mal-adjustment To Life, Or From An Inner Conflict Which The Adolescent (or The Grown Man) Cannot Resolve In Action. Those To Whom Action Comes As Easily As Breathing Rarely Feel The Need To Break Loose From The Real, To Rise Above, And Describe It... I Do Not Mean That It Is Enough To Be Maladjusted To Become A Great Writer, But Writing Is, For Some, A Method Of Resolving A Conflict, Provided They Have The Necessary Talent.