I Think You Always Feel Braver In

Writing Novels Preserves You In A State Of Innocence - A Lot Passes You By - Simply Because Your Attention Is Otherwise Diverted.

Real Love Is A Pilgrimage. It Happens When There Is No Strategy, But It Is Very Rare Because Most People Are Strategists.

Life Is A Pilgrimage And If You Don't Play By The Rules You Don't Find The Road To Damascus, You Find The Crown Of Thorns.

You Are Wrong If You Think You Cannot Live Without Love. I Cannot Live Without It. I Do Not Mean That I Go Into A Decline, Develop Odd Symptoms, Became A Caricature. I Mean That I Cannot Live Well Without It. I Cannot Think Or Act Or Speak Or Write Or Even Dream With Any Kind Of Energy In The Absence Of Love. I Feel Excluded From The Living World. I Become Cold, Fish-like, Immobile. I Implode.

In Real Life, It Is The Hare Who Wins. Every Time. Look Around You. And In Any Case It Is My Contention That Aesop Was Writing For The Tortoise Market. Hares Have No Time To Read. They Are Too Busy Winning The Game.