There Are Moments When Everything

We Are Ignorant Of The Beyond Because This Ignorance Is The Condition Of Our Own Life. Just As Ice Cannot Know Fire Except By Melting And Vanishing.

Style Means The Right Word. The Rest Matters Little.

The Void Yields Up Nothing. You Have To Be A Great Poet To Make It Ring.

Only In This World Do We Laugh: In Hell, It Won't Be Possible; And In Heaven, It Won't Be Proper.

You Can Recover From The Writing Malady Only By Falling Mortally Ill And Dying.