Is Man God's Biggest Blunder, Or Is

Of All Writings I Love Only That Which Is Written With Blood. Write With Blood: And You Will Discover That Blood Is Spirit.

We Must Take Precautions Against Being Prematurely Honed Sharp--since At The Same Time We Are Being Prematurely Honed Thin.

We Criticize A Man Or A Book Most Sharply When We Sketch Out Their Ideal.

In His Heart Every Man Knows Quite Well That, Being Unique, He Will Be In The World Only Once And That No Imaginable Chance Will For A Second Time Gather Together Into A Unity So Strangely Variegated An Assortment As He Is: He Knows It But Hides It Like A Bad Conscience.

You May Lie With Your Mouth, But With The Mouth You Make As You Do So You None The Less Tell The Truth.