There's No More Usual Basis Of Union

We Must Know, As Much As Possible, In Our Beautiful Art...what We Are Talking About And The Only Way To Know Is To Have Lived And Loved And Cursed And Floundered And Enjoyed And Suffered. I Think I Don't Regret A Single "excess" Of My Responsive Youth I Only Regret, In My Chilled Age, Certain Occasions And Possibilities I Didn't Embrace.

I Recall My Fleeting Instants In Savannah As The Taste Of A Cup Charged To The Brim.

Experience Is Never Limited, And It Is Never Complete

Live As You Like Best, And Your Character Will Take Care Of Itself. Most Things Are Good For You; The Exceptions Are Very Rare.

The Artist Is Present In Every Page Of Every Book From Which He Sought So Assiduously To Eliminate Himself.