I Do Not Like To

The Writer Must Wade Into Life As Into The Sea, But Only Up To The Navel.

Me And My Books In The Same Apartment, Like A Gherkin In Its Vinegar.

Casting Aspersions On Those We Love Always Does Something To Loosen Our Ties. We Shouldn't Maltreat Our Idols: The Gilt Comes Off On Our Hands.

Everything Which One Invents Is True, Be Sure Of It.

Women Want You To Deceive Them: They Force You To, And If You Resist, They Blame You.