We Don't Know Much About The Human

What Obsesses A Writer Starting Out On A Lifetime's Work Is The Panic-stricken Search For A Voice Of His Own.

On The Three Pigs He And His Wife Own: "we Acquired The Pigs Last Year. My Wife Was Born On A Pig Farm And Has Always Been Very Fond Of Pigs. Of Course, They Are For Eating, Which Is Why They Are Named Breakfast, Lunch And Dinner. You Wouldn’t Want To Eat Rufus, Marcus And Esmeralda.

No Brilliance Is Needed In The Law. Nothing But Common Sense, And Relatively Clean Finger Nails.

The Point At Which Beliefs Meet May Be More Significant, More Useful To Contemplate, Than Their Sources.

The People Look Forbidding, Solemn, Marked By That Impossible Ideal, Communism, Which, Like Christianity, Seemed To Demand Too Much Of Humanity And, Falling Into The Wrong Hands, Led Too Easily To Horrible Brutality.