The Hardest Part Of Growing Up Is

Acting Is A Form Of Deception, And Actors Can Mesmerize Themselves Almost As Easily As An Audience.

Money Can't Buy Happiness, But Neither Can Poverty.

In The Dark Colony Of Night, When I Consider Man's Magnificent Capacity For Malice, Madness, Folly, Envy, Rage, And Destructiveness, And I Wonder Whether We Shall Not End Up As Breakfast For Newts And Polyps, I Seem To Hear The Muffled Cries Of All The Words In All The Books With Covers Closed.

The Writer Wants To Be Understood Much More Than He Wants To Be Respected Or Praised Or Even Loved. And That, Perhaps, Is What Makes Him Different From Others.

There Was No Answer, No Solution, No Sop, No Deliverance. What, Then, Did I Do? I Read Faster.