The Only Kind Of Writing Is Rewriting.

Retirement Is The Ugliest Word In The Language.

I’m Not Brave Any More Darling. I’m All Broken. They’ve Broken Me.

Some People Show Evil As A Great Racehorse Shows Breeding. They Have The Dignity Of A Hard Chancre.

Fear Of Death Increases In Exact Proportion To Increase In Wealth.

I Had Seen Nothing Sacred, And The Things That Were Glorious Had No Glory And The Sacrifices Were Like The Stockyards At Chicago If Nothing Was Done With The Meat Except To Bury It.