I Try Not To Borrow, First You

No Writer Who Knows The Great Writers Who Did Not Receive The Prize Can Accept It Other Than With Humility. There Is No Need To List These Writers. Everyone Here May Make His Own List According To His Knowledge And His Conscience.

But Paris Was A Very Old City And We Were Young And Nothing Was Simple There, Not Even Poverty, Nor Sudden Money, Nor The Moonlight, Nor Right And Wrong Nor The Breathing Of Someone Who Lay Beside You In The Moonlight.

It's Silly Not To Hope. It's A Sin He Thought.

I'm Not Going To Get Into The Ring With Tolstoy.

Drinking Is A Way Of Ending The Day.