Society Knows Perfectly Well How

When You Have Nothing To Say, Or To Hide, There Is No Need To Be Prudent.

Without Mysticism Man Can Achieve Nothing Great.

I Would Like The Events Never To Be Told Directly By The Author, But Rather To Be Introduced (and Several Times, From Various Angles) By Those Among The Characters On Whom They Will Have Had Any Effect. I Would Like Those Events, In The Account They Will Make Of Them, To Appear Slightly Distorted; A Kind Of Interest Stems, For The Reader, From The Simple Fact That He Should Need To Restore. The Story Requires His Collaboration In Order To Properly Take Shape.

What Eludes Logic Is The Most Precious Element In Us, And One Can Draw Nothing From A Syllogism That The Mind Has Not Put There In Advance.

Families, I Hate You! Shut-in Homes, Closed Doors, Jealous Possessors Of Happiness