Conquered People Tend To Be

What Homo Sapien Imagines, He May Slowly Convert Himself To.

All A Writer Has To Do To Get A Woman Is To Say He's A Writer. It's An Aphrodisiac.

Art -- The Fresh Feeling, New Harmony, The Transforming Magic Which By Means Of Myth Brings Back The Scattered Distracted Soul From Its Modern Chaos -- Art, Not Politics, Is The Remedy.

In An Age Of Enormities, The Emotions Are Naturally Weakened. We Are Continually Called Upon To Have Feelings - About Genocide, For Instance, Or About Famine Or The Blowing Up Of Passenger Planes - And We Are All Aware That We Are Incapable Of Reacting Appropriately. A Guilty Consciousness Of Emotional Inadequacy Or Impotence Makes People Doubt Their Own Human Weight.

Language Is A Spiritual Mansion In Which You Live And Nobody Has The Right To Evict You.