When writers meet they are truculent, indifferent, or over-polite. Then comes the inevitable moment. A shows B that he has read something of B s. Will B show A? If not, then A hates B, if yes, then all is well. The only other way for writers to meet is to share a quick pee over a common lamp-post. |
When young we are faithful to individuals, when older we grow more loyal to situations and to types |
While thought exists, words are alive and literature becomes an escape, not from, but into living |
While thought exists, words are alive and literature becomes an escape, not from, but into living |
Whom the gods wish to destroy they first call promising. |
Words today are like the shells and rope of seaweed which a child brings home glistening from the beach and which in an hour have lost their luster. |
Youth is a period of missed opportunities. |