The Suitable Is The Last Thing We

Youth Is Always An Enemy To The Old.

I Would Write Of The Universal, Not The Provincial, In Human Nature.... I Would Write Of Characters, Not Of Characteristics.

I Hated The Things They Believe In, The Things They So Innocently And Charmingly Pretended. I Hated The Sanctimonious Piety That Let People Hurt Helpless Creatures. I Hated The Prayers And The Hymns - The Fountains And The Red Images That Coloured Their Drab Music, The Fountains Filled With Blood, The Sacrifice Of The Lamb.

The Great Novels Have Marched With The Years. They Are The Contemporaries Of Time.

I Ain't Never Seen No Head So Level That It Could Bear The Lettin' In Of Politics.