The Study Of Sickness Is The Most

I Would Be The Unhappiest Person Imaginable, Confronted Daily With Disastrous Works Crying Out With Errors, Imprecision, Carelessness, Amateurishness. I Avoided This Punishment By Destroying Them, I Thought, And Suddenly I Took Great Pleasure In The Word Destroying.

We Publish Only To Satisfy Out Craving For Fame; There's No Other Motive Except The Even Baser One Of Making Money.

I Avoid Literature Whenever Possible, Because Whenever Possible I Avoid Myself.

After All, There Is Nothing But Failure.

The Study Of Sickness Is The Most Poetic Of The Sciences.