That Double-headed Monster Of Damnation And Salvation--time.

How Hideous Is The Semicolon.

My Characters Have Nothing. I'm Working With Impotence, Ignorance... That Whole Zone Of Being That Has Always Been Set Aside By Artists As Something Unusable - Something By Definition Incompatible With Art.

Better Hope Deferred Than None.

What Do I Know Of Man's Destiny? I Could Tell You More About Radishes.

There Is This To Be Said For Dachsunds Of Such Length And Lowness As Nelly, That It Makes Very Little Difference To Their Appearance Whether They Stand, Sit Or Lie.