I Can't Claim To Be

In Books, As In Life, There Are No Second Chances. On Second Thought: Its The Next Work, Still To Be Written, That Offers The Second Chance.

To Desire To Be What One Can Be Is Purpose In Life. There Are No Exterior Forces. There Are Only Interior Forces. Who Squanders Talent Praises Death.

The Ordinary Is The Divine.

I'm Not Afraid Of Facts, I Welcome Facts But A Congeries Of Facts Is Not Equivalent To An Idea. This Is The Essential Fallacy Of The So-called "scientific" Mind. People Who Mistake Facts For Ideas Are Incomplete Thinkers; They Are Gossips.

Much Of The Academy On The Humanities Side, English Departments In Particular, No Longer Write What Can Pass For Normal English.