There Is Really No Right And Wrong.

I've Never Made Plans For More Than A Day Ahead.

Well, If I Am Not Vulgar, Neither Is My Book. I Wrote Myself. Suggestiveness Is Always Vulgar. But Truth Never. My Book Is Not Even Remotely Suggestive. I Call Things By Their Names. That Is All.

There Is Really No Right And Wrong. I Recognize No Right And Wrong.

Fame Is Indeed Beautiful And Benign And Gentle And Satisfying, But Happiness Is Something At Once Tender And Brilliant Beyond All Things.

One's Thoughts Are One's Most Crucial Adventures. Seriously And Strongly And Intently To Contemplate Doing Murder Is Everyway More Exciting, More Romantic, More Profoundly Tragic Than The Murder Done.