Writing Was A Chimney For My Blazing

There Is Only One World The World Pressing Against You This Minute.

In Europe, War Is A Disease Which Has Been In The Family For Generations: No One Is Surprised When It Makes Another Leap. Even The Patient Only Attends To It With Part Of His Mind.

The Only Way To Live Is To Accept Each Minute As An Unrepeatable Miracle, Which Is Exactly What It Is: A Miracle And Unrepeatable.

An Intelligent Man Or Woman Willing To Make A Career Of Reviewing Fiction Is Hard To Come By ... And The Temporaries Do The Work Cheaply. Moreover, Continuity May Be Got At The Expense Of Intellectual Arthritis; A Reviewer Who Has Been At His Grisly Task For Half A Lifetime May Stiffen Into Prejudices Of Every Sort, And Become Too Anchylosed To Do Better Than Turn His Back To A New Wave When It Rushes Down On Him.

The Strangest Thing About Life Is Not Its Frightful Cruelty, But That It Can Be Gentle.