Greed, Like The Love Of

What Grape To Keep Its Place In The Sun, Taught Our Ancestors To Make Wine?

Promise Is The Capacity For Letting People Down.

Nothing Dates Like Hate And In Literature A Little Of It Goes A Very Long Way.

Young Writers If They Are To Mature Require A Period Of Between Three And Seven Years In Which To Live Down Their Promise. Promise Is Like The Mediaeval Hangman Who After Settling The Noose, Pushed His Victim Off The Platform And Jumped On His Back, His Weight Acting A Drop While His Jockeying Arms Prevented The Unfortunate From Loosening The Rope. When He Judged Him Dead He Dropped To The Ground.

When Even Despair Ceases To Serve Any Creative Purpose, Then Surely We Are Justified In Suicide.