A Scrupulous Man Will Never Produce A

Thoughts Fly And Words Go On Foot. Therein Lies All The Drama Of A Writer.

Perhaps The Greatest Consolation Of The Oppressed Is To Consider Themselves Superior To Their Tyrants.

Thought Flies And Words Go On Foot.

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

A Child's Fear Is A World Whose Dark Corners Are Quite Unknown To Grownup People; It Has Its Sky And Its Abysses, A Sky Without Stars, Abysses Into Which No Light Can Ever Penetrate.