The Truth Has Never Been Told About

Be Born Anywhere, Little Embryo Novelist, But Do Not Be Born Under The Shadow Of A Great Creed, Not Under The Burden Of Original Sin, Not Under The Doom Of Salvation.

He Saw On The Paper A Picture Of A Man, White-skinned, Who Hung Upon A Crosspiece Of Wood. The Man Was Without Clothes Except For A Bit About His Loins, And To All Appearences He Was Dead, Since His Head Drooped Upon His Shoulder And His Eyes Were Closed Above His Bearded Lips. Wang Lung Looked At The Pictured Man In Horror And With Increasing Interest.

Food For All Is A Necessity. Food Should Not Be A Merchandise, To Be Bought And Sold As Jewels Are Bought And Sold By Those Who Have The Money To Buy. Food Is A Human Necessity, Like Water And Air, It Should Be Available.

Some Of The Biggest Failures I Ever Had Were Successes.

Never, If You Can Possibly Help It, Write A Novel. It Is, In The First Place, A Thoroughly Unsocial Act. It Makes One Obnoxious To One's Family And To One's Friends. One Sits About For Many Weeks, Months, Even Years, In The Worst Cases, In A State Of Stupefaction.