If You Value A Man's

There Are Certain Persons For Whom Pure Truth Is A Poison.

The Need To Express One's Self In Writing Springs From A Maladjustment Of Life, Or From An Inner Conflict Which The Adolescent (or The Grown Man) Cannot Resolve In Action.

Love Born Of Anxiety Resembles A Thorn Shaped So That Efforts To Pull It Out Of One's Flesh Merely Cause It To Penetrate More Deeply Therein.

The Art Of Growing Old Is The Art Of Being Regarded By The Oncoming Generations As A Support And Not As A Stumbling-block...

Sincerity Is Glass, Discretion Is Diamond.