As to honor -- you know -- it's a very fine mediaeval inheritance whic >>
Any work that aspires, however humbly, to the condition of art should >>
I don't like work... but I like what is in work -- the chance to find >>
There are some people so addicted to exaggeration that they can't tell >>
Exaggeration is the inseparable companion of greatness. >>
Thought is a process of exaggeration. The refusal to exaggerate is not >>
Danger lies in the writer becoming the victim of his own exaggeration, losing the exact notion of sincerity, and in the end coming to despise truth itself as something too cold, too blunt for his purpose -- as, in fact, not good enough for his insistent emotion. From laughter and tears the descent is easy to sniveling and giggles.