Adolf Hitler Was A Jeanne D'arc, A

And The Betrayers Of Language ...... N And The Press Gang And Those Who Had Lied For Hire; The Perverts, The Perverters Of Language, The Perverts, Who Have Set Money-lust Before The Pleasures Of The Senses; Howling, As Of A Hen-yard In A Printing-house, The Clatter Of Presses, The Blowing Of Dry Dust And Stray Paper, Foetor, Sweat, The Stench Of Stale Oranges.

All Great Art Is Born Of The Metropolis.

If A Nation's Literature Declines, The Nation Atrophies And Decays.

I Found After Seventy Years That I Was Not A Lunatic But A Moron.... I Should Have Been Able To Do Better.

The Worst Mistake I Made Was That Stupid, Suburban Prejudice Of Anti-semitism.