Writing Is A Way Of Talking Without

Wrinkles Are Engraved Smiles.

Style Is To Forget All Styles.

Let Us Stay At Home: There We Are Decent. Let Us Not Go Out: Our Defects Wait For Us At The Door, Like Flies.

It Is When We Are Faced With Death That We Turn Most Bookish.

I Have No Religion,’ Says Borneau, ‘but I Respect The Religion Of Others. Religion Is Sacred.’ Why This Privilege, This Immunity?... A Believer Creates God In His Own Image; If He Is Ugly, His God Will Be Morally Ugly. Why Should Moral Ugliness Be Respectable?