What's It Going To Be Then, Eh?

A Novelist Should Not Be Too Intelligent Either, Although... He May Be Permitted To Be An Intellectual.

And, My Brothers, It Was Real Satisfaction To Me To Waltz-left Two Three, Right Two Three-and Carve Left Cheeky And Right Cheeky, So That Like Two Curtains Of Blood Seemed To Pour Out At The Same Time, One On Either Side Of His Fat Filthy Oily Snout In The Winter Starlight.

Hitler Was A Teetotalitarian.

The Possession Of A Book Becomes A Substitute For Reading It.

I Didn't Think; I Experimented.