At All Events, I Do Not Mean

The Touch Of Time Does More Than The Club Of Hercules.

The Only Way Of Rendering Life Endurable Is To Drink As Much Wine As One Can Come By.

Literature Is A Vast Bazaar Where Customers Come To Purchase Everything Except Mirrors.

What Really Matters Is That There Is So Much Faith And Love And Kindliness Which We Can Share With And Provoke In Others, And That By Cleanly, Simple, Generous Living We Approach Perfection In The Highest And Most Lovely Of All Arts. . . . But You, I Think, Have Always Comprehended This.

The Desire To Write Perfectly Of Beautiful Happenings Is, As The Saying Runs, Old As The Hills — And As Immortal.