In My Religion All Believers

Doing Is Overrated, And Success Undesirable, But The Bitterness Of Failure Even More So.

All Charming People Have Something To Conceal, Usually Their Total Dependence On The Appreciation Of Others.

The Lesson One Can Learn From Firbank Is That Of Inconsequence. There Is The Vein Which He Tapped And Which Has Not Yet Been Fully Exploited.

A Writer Is In Danger Of Allowing His Talent To Dull Who Lets More Than A Year Go Past Without Finding Himself In His Rightful Place Of Composition, The Small Single Unluxurious Retreat Of The Twentieth Century, The Hotel Bedroom.

While Thoughts Exist, Words Are Alive And Literature Becomes An Escape, Not From, But Into Living.