The Only Reason For Being

Experience Teaches You That The Man Who Looks You Straight In The Eye, Particularly If He Adds A Firm Handshake, Is Hiding Something.

A Bottle Of Wine Begs To Be Shared; I Have Never Met A Miserly Wine Lover. The Social Emotions It Generates Are Equidistant From The Philatelist's Solitary Gloating And The Football Fan's Gregarious Hysteria.

Being A Child Is In Itself A Profession.

There Are Two Kinds Of Writers; The Great Ones Who Can Give You Truths, And The Lessor Ones, Who Can Only Give You Themselves.

Reading Is Not An Operation Performed On Something Inert But A Relationship Entered Into With Another Vital Being.