All Governments Need Enemies. How Else To

There Are No Vacant Lots In Nature.

Most Of Us Lead Lives Of Chaotic Improvisation From Day To Day, Bawling For Peace While Plunging Grimly Into Fresh Disorders.

Writing On The Wall: Will Trade Three Blind Crabs For Two With No Teeth.

Death Is Every Man's Final Critic. To Die Well You Must Live Bravely.

The Sneakiest Form Of Literary Subtlety, In A Corrupt Society, Is To Speak The Plain Truth. The Critics Will Not Understand You; The Public Will Not Believe You; Your Fellow Writers Will Shake Their Heads. Laughter, Praise, Honors, Money, And The Love Of Beautiful Girls Will Be Your Only Reward.