We Have To Live And Let Live

As Soon As One Does Not Kill Oneself, One Must Keep Silent About Life.

At The Heart Of All Beauty Lies Something Inhuman.

But When A Man Has Had Only Four Hours' Sleep He Isn't Sentimental. He Sees Things As They Are: That Is To Say, He Sees Them In The Garish Light Of Justice; Hideous, Witless Justice.

We [writers] Must Know That We Can Never Escape The Common Misery And That Our Only Justification, If Indeed There Is A Justification, Is To Speak Up, Insofar As We Can, For Those Who Cannot Do So.

Without Work, All Life Goes Rotten. But When Work Is Soulless, Life Stifles And Dies.