Writing Was A Chimney For My Blazing

A Nation Has Honor Precisely As It Has Fleas - On This Or That Body. The Statesman Who Talks Of Honor - Unless He Means Something Else, Quite Different - Is A Rogue.

Language Is One Of The Thin Walls Humanity Has Built Up Over Centuries Against Its Own Bestial And Destructive Impulses.

A Politician Is Forced To Make A Habit Of Noble Phrases And Optimistic Lies. In The End They Infect Himself.

The Impossible Talked Of Is Less Impossible From The Moment Words Are Laid To It.

Giving The Utmost Of Herself To Three Absorbing Interests [marriage, Motherhood, Career] ... Was A Problem For A Superwoman, And A Job For A Superwoman, And Only Some Such Fabled Being Could Have Accomplished It With Success.