The Most Subtle Art, The Strongest And

It Is Good To Follow One's Own Bent, So Long As It Leads Upward.

Society Knows Perfectly Well How To Kill A Man And Has Methods More Subtle Than Death

Only Fools Don't Contradict Themselves

No Encounter Occured That Day, And I Was Glad Of It; I Took Out Of My Pocket A Little Homer I Had Not Opened Since Leaving Marseilles, Reread Three Lines Of The Odyssey, Learned Them By Heart; Then, Finding Sufficient Sustenance In Their Rhythm And Reveling In Them At Leisure, I Closed The Book And Remained, Trembling, More Alive Than I Had Thought Possible, My Mind Numb With Happiness.

With Each Book You Write You Should Lose The Admirers You Gained With The Previous One.