There Is A Miracle In Every New

How Foolish To Wear Oneself Out In Vain Longing For Warmth! Solitude Is Independence.

Every Man Is More Than Just Himself; He Also Represents The Unique, The Very Special And Always Significant And Remarkable Point At Which The World's Phenomena Intersect, Only Once In This Way, And Never Again.

Among The Letters My Readers Write Me, There Is A Certain Category Which Is Continuously Growing, And Which I See As A Symptom Of The Increasing Intellectualization Of The Relationship Between Readers And Literature.

Art Is Contemplation Of The World In A State Of Grace And Imaginatively Reflecting That Subjective Understanding.

Within You There Is A Stillness And Sanctuary To Which You Can Retreat At Any Time And Be Yourself