You Cannot Imagine At All

I Have Always Thought That By Observing Things With A Great Deal Of Attention You Eventually Wrest Some Of Their Secrets From Them, Making Them Utter What They Would Most Like To Keep To Themselves.

Let Us Hope That Good Authors Who Are Bad Christians Will Find Salvation Through The Books They Write.

Within Ourselves Is Not Very Far And Yet It Is So Far That One's Whole Life Is Not Always Long Enough To Get There.

I Enter The World Called Real As One Enters A Mist.

A Scrupulous Man Will Never Produce A Great Novel.