The Unconscious Mind Has A Habit Of

The Practice Of Fiction Can Be Dangerous: It Puts Ideas Into The Head Of The World.

I Don't Write Out Of Fear. I Write Out Of A Strong Urge To Meet Death On Its Own Eternal Terms, Because The Fact Is That If You Write As Little As A Page Of Prose-even Bad Prose-that Is Eternal.

The Downtrodden Are The Great Creators Of Slang.

We Only Need To Wear Shoes Because The British Built Roads Which Hurt Our Feet.

Eat This Sweetish Segment Or Spit It Out. You Are Free.