There Are No Wrong Books. What's Wrong

No Use Fanning Up Hot Coals When You Have To Walk Across Them.

Writing Is A Mode Of Being. If I Write I Live.

In My Dreams I Ate And I Ate My Dreams.

I Am Somewhat Of A Meliorist. That Is To Say, I Act As An Optimist Because I Find I Cannot Act At All, As A Pessimist. One Often Feels Helpless In The Face Of The Confusion Of These Times, Such A Mass Of Apparently Uncontrollable Events And Experiences To Live Through, Attempt To Understand, And If At All Possible, Give Order To; But One Must Not Withdraw From The Task If He Has Some Small Things To Offer - He Does So At The Risk Of Diminishing His Humanity.

You Could Not Pity Anything If You Weren't A Man; Pity Was A Surprise To God. It Was Not His Invention.