To Write Is A Humiliation.

Intellectual Sodomy, Which Comes From The Refusal To Be Simple About Plain Matters, Is As Gross And Abundant Today As Sexual Perversion And They Are Nowise Different From One Another.

We Cannot Live, Suffer Or Die For Somebody Else, For Suffering Is Too Precious To Be Shared.

Every Decision You Make Is A Mistake.

We Can Only Write Well About Our Sins Because It Is Too Difficult To Recall A Virtuous Act Or Even Whether It Was The Result Of Good Or Evil Motives.

A Man Who Can Be Entertaining For A Full Day Will Be In His Grave By Night-fall.