More Men Die Of Worry

Humour Is The Most Engaging Cowardice. With It Myself I Have Been Able To Hold Some Of My Enemy In Play Far Out Of Gunshot.

There Is No Love. There's Only Love Of Men And Women, Love Of Children, Love Of Friends, Of Men, Of God: Divine Love, Human Love, Parental Love, Roughly Discriminated For The Rough.

But I May Be One Who Does Not Care Ever To Have Tree Bloom Or Bear.

How Are We To Write The Russian Novel In America As Long As Life Goes So Unterribly?

I Write To Find Out What I Didn't Know I Knew.