Art Is Brief. (not In A Temporal

There Is No Triumph Of Good, And If There Were It Would Not Be A Triumph Of Good.

... A Less Than Perfect Meddling In The Spiritual World Can Breed Monsters For Other People.

Food Is A Profound Subject And One, Incidentally, About Which No Writer Lies.

I Hate Solitude But I Am Afraid Of Intimacy. The Substance Of My Life Is A Private Conversation With Myself And To Turn It Into A Dialogue Would Be Equivalent To Self-destruction. The Company I Need Is The Company Which A Pub Or A Cafe Will Provide. I Have Never Wanted A Communion Of Souls.

Every Man Needs Two Women: A Quiet Home-maker, And A Thrilling Nymph.