Silence Sat In The Taxi, As Though

A Novel Which Survives, Which Withstands And Outlives Time, Does Do Something More Than Merely Survive. It Does Not Stand Still. It Accumulates Round Itself The Understanding Of All These Persons Who Bring To It Something Of Their Own. It Acquires Associations, It Becomes A Form Of Experience In Itself, So That Two People Who Meet Can Often Make Friends, Find An Approach To Each Other, Because Of This One Great Common Experience They Have Had.

Nobody Ever Dies Of An Indignity.

Habit, Of Which Passion Must Be Wary, May All The Same Be The Sweetest Part Of Love.

Solitary And Farouche People Don't Have Relationships; They Are Quite Unrelatable.

Sacrificers Are Not The Ones To Pity. The Ones To Pity Are Those They Sacrifice.