Ants In The House Seem To Be,

When A Wave Of Love Takes Over A Human Being... Such An Exaltation Takes Him That He Knows He Has Put His Finger On The Pulse Of The Great Secret And The Great Answer.

Now He Understood. This Was Death. Death Was A Silence That Gave Back No Answer.

I Do Not Understand How Anyone Can Live Without Some Small Place Of Enchantment To Turn To.

It Is My Conviction That The Personality Of The Writer Has Nothing To Do With The Literate Product Of His Mind. And Publicity In This Case Embarrasses Me Because I Am Acutely Conscious Of How Far Short The Book Falls Of The Artistry I Am Struggling To Achieve. It's Like Being Caught Half-dressed.

A Woman Never Forgets The Men She Could Have Had; A Man, The Women He Couldn't