Only By Avoiding The Beginning

Purity Engenders Wisdom, Passion Avarice, And Ignorance Folly, Infatuation And Darkness.

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

The English Masses Are Lovable: They Are Kind, Decent, Tolerant, Practical And Not Stupid. The Tragedy Is That They Are Too Many Of Them, And That They Are Aimless, Having Outgrown The Servile Functions For Which They Were Encouraged To Multiply. One Day These Huge Crowds Will Have To Seize Power Because There Will Be Nothing Else For Them To Do, And Yet They Neither Demand Power Nor Are Ready To Make Use Of It; They Will Learn Only To Be Bored In A New Way.

Imagination Is Nostalgia For The Past, The Absent It Is The Liquid Solution In Which Art Develops The Snapshot Of Reality.

The Reward Of Art Is Not Fame Or Success But Intoxication.