You Make Your Own Luck,

To Hell With Luck. I'll Bring The Luck With Me.

There Was No Really Good True War Book During The Entire Four Years Of The War. The Only True Writing That Came Through During The War Was In Poetry. One Reason For This Is That Poets Are Not Arrested As Quickly As Prose Writers.

Remember To Get The Weather In Your Damn Book-weather Is Very Important.

Easy Writing Makes Hard Reading.

A Beautiful Vacuum Filled With Wealthy Monogamists, All Powerful And Members Of The Best Families All Drinking Themselves To Death.