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I Am Convinced The Most Unfortunate People Are Those Who Would Make An Art Of Love. It Sours Other Effort. Of All Artists, They Are Certainly The Most Wretched.

I Never Saw Love As Luck, As That Gift From The Gods Which Put Everything Else In Place, And Allowed You To Succeed. No, I Saw Love As Reward. One Could Find It Only After One's Virtue, Or One's Courage, Or Self-sacrifice, Or Generosity, Or Loss, Has Succeeded In Stirring The Power Of Creation.

The Natural Role Of Twentieth-century Man Is Anxiety.

You're Gambling With Something Vital. Most Writers Get Smashed Egos.

What Characterizes A Member Of A Minority Group Is That He Is Forced To See Himself As Both Exceptional And Insignificant, Marvelous And Awful, Good And Evil.