Ralph Wept For The End

I Began To Write When I Was Seven, And I Have Been Writing Off And On Ever Since. It Is Still Off And On. You Can Say That When I Am On, When I Know I Have A Book Which I Am Going To Write, Then I Write Two Thousand Words A Day. That's So Many Pages Longhand.

Nothing Is So Impenetrable As Laughter In A Language You Don't Understand.

Ralph... Would Treat The Day's Decisions As Though He Were Playing Chess. The Only Trouble Was That He Would Never Be A Very Good Chess Player.

Philosophy And Religion-what Are They When The Wind Blows And The Water Gets Up In Lumps?

At The Moment Of Vision, The Eyes See Nothing.