It May Be That Religion Is Dead,

Man Was Lost If He Went To A Usurer, For The Interest Ran Faster Than A Tiger Upon Him.

All Birth Is Unwilling.

If There Is No Other Life, Then This One Has Been Enough To Make It Worth Being Born Myself...a Human Being.

The Secret Of Joy In Work Is Contained In One Word - Excellence. To Know How To Do Something Well Is To Enjoy It.

No Writer, I Believe, Should Attempt A Novel Before He Is Thirty, And Not Then Unless He Has Been Hopelessly And Helplessly Involved In Life. For The Writer Who Goes Out To Find Material For A Novel, As A Fishermen Goes Out To Sea To Fish, Will Certainly Not Write A Good Novel. Life Has To Be Lived Thoughtlessly, Unconsciously, At Full Tilt And For No Purpose Except Its Own Sake Before It Becomes, Eventually, Good Material For A Novel.