I Believe One Writes Because One Has

Age Does Not Protect You From Love. But Love, To Some Extent, Protects You From Age.

He Had A Mania For Washing And Disinfecting Himself. . . . For Him The Only Danger Came From The Microbes That Attacked The Body. He Had Not Studied The Microbe Of Conscience Which Eats Into The Soul.

I Do Not Want To Be The Leader. I Refuse To Be The Leader. I Want To Live Darkly.

To The Woman With The Least Intelligence, There Must Come, At Some Time Or Other, The Realization That Housework Is Animal Work And That There Are Other Occupations In The World A Thousand Times More Refined, More Enriching, For Which She Is Also Suited And To Which She Has A Right.

Our Age Has Need Of Violence," He Writes. And He Is Violence.