It Was Only In My Forties That

There Is Nothing In Itself Which Is Wrong Or Evil Not Even Murder.

I Read To Be Taken Out Of Myself, To Become Ecstatic.

Leave Out The Parts That Readers Tend To Skip.

Honest Criticism Means Nothing: What One Wants Is Unrestrained Passion, Fire For Fire.

The Ordinary Man Is Involved In Action, The Hero Acts. An Immense Difference.