I Love My Work But Do Not

These Critics Who Crucify Me Do Not Guess The Littlest Part Of My Sincerity. They Must Be Burned In A Blaze. I Cannot Learn From Them.

Love Of Man For Woman--love Of Woman For Man. That's The Nature, The Meaning, The Best Of Life Itself.

I Arise Full Of Eagerness And Energy, Knowing Well What Achievement Lies Ahead Of Me.

Today I Began The Novel That I Determined To Be Great.

Writing Was Like Digging Coal. I Sweat Blood. The Spell Is On Me.