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The Subject Of The Novel Is Reality Liberated From Soul. The Reader In Complete Independence Presented With A Structured Process:let Him Evaluate It, Not The Author. The Façade Of The Novel Cannot Be Other Than Stone Or Steel, Flashing Electrically Or Dark, But Silent.

Writing Is Not Chewing Your Nails And Picking Your Teeth, But A Matter Of Public Interest.

But Such Is Life, The Silliest Proverbs Prove To Be True, And When A Man Thinks, Now It's All Right, It's Not All Right By A Longshot. Man Proposes, God Disposes, And There's Always That Last Straw To Break The Camel's Back.

That's How The Germans Are.... The Aristocrats At The Top Hard As Glass, Cold As Ice, Servants Of The King, The Working Masses Willing, Pliable, Sentimental, Susceptible To Brutality, The Middle Class Educated And Cowardly To The Point Of Servility.

No Country Is So Peaceful As The One That Leads Into Death. Life Arches Above One's Head Like A Bridgespan, And Below It Flows The Water, Carries The Boat, Takes It Further.