A Death Is The Most Terrible Of

Evil Soon Makes Tools Out Of Those Who Don't Hate It.

I Live, I Live, With An Absolutely Continuous Sense Of Failure. I Am Always Defeated, Always. Every Book Is The Wreck Of A Perfect Idea. The Years Pass And One Has Only One Life. If One Has A Thing At All One Must Do It And Keep On And On And On Trying To Do It Better.

Probably No Adult Misery Can Be Compared With A Child's Despair.

How Rarely Can Happiness Be Really Innocent And Not Triumphant, Not An Insult To The Deprived.

The Notion That One Will Not Survive A Particular Catastrophe Is, In General Terms, A Comfort Since It Is Equivalent To Abolishing The Catastrophe.