What A Heavy Oar The Pen Is,

That Man Has Missed Something Who Has Never Left A Brothel At Sunrise Feeling Like Throwing Himself Into The River Out Of Pure Disgust.

The Deplorable Mania Of Doubt Exhausts Me. I Doubt About Everything, Even My Doubts.

Everyone Became Brave From Excess Of Terror.

It Is Splendid To Be A Great Writer, To Put Men Into The Frying Pan Of Your Words And Make Them Pop Like Chestnuts.

The Principal Thing In This World Is To Keep One's Soul Aloft.