In France, Even Heresy Rapidly

I Do Not Think About Absent Persons As Often Or With Such Intense Longing As I Think Of Places. They Lie One Below The Other In My Mind.

Speaking The Truth, Once You Have Started It, Is Too Exhilarating To Draw Back.

Language Is One Of The Thin Walls Humanity Has Built Up Over Centuries Against Its Own Bestial And Destructive Impulses.

A Writer's First Duty Is To Be Clear. Clarity Is An Excellent Virtue. Like All Virtues It Can Be Pursued At Ruinous Cost. Paid, So Far As I Am Concerned, Joyfully.

The Gesture With Which One Generation Guards The Next Is The Movement, And The Only Time We See It Clearly, Of Life Itself.