I Know Nothing And My Heart Aches

Nobody Appropriates Novelties As Readily As The Portuguese.

If I Had Written King Lear, I Would Regret It All My Life Afterwards. Because That Work Is So Big, That Its Defects Show As Huge, Its Monstrous Defects, Things Even Minimal In Between Some Scenes And Their Possible Perfection. It's Not The Sun With Spots; It's A Broken Greek Statue.

Destiny Gave Me Only Two Things: A Few Accounting Books And The Gift Of Dreaming.

Literature Exists Because The World Isn't Enough.

All Pleasure Is A Vice, For Seeking Pleasure Is What Everybody Does In Life, And The Only Dark Vice Is Doing What Everybody Does.