Thought Flies And Words Go On Foot.

Yesterday, Happiness Came In Suddenly, As It Used To, And Remained For A Moment In The Great, Dark, Silent Drawing Room.

Thoughts Fly And Words Go On Foot. Therein Lies All The Drama Of A Writer.

If People Only Knew What Lies At The Heart Of My Novels! What A Tumult Of Desires These Carefully Written Pages Conceal! I Sometimes Have A Loathing For The Furious Cravings That Give Me No Peace Except When I Am Working.

Let Us Hope That Good Authors Who Are Bad Christians Will Find Salvation Through The Books They Write.

Perhaps The Greatest Consolation Of The Oppressed Is To Consider Themselves Superior To Their Tyrants.