Life, as it is called, is for most of us one long postponement. >>
The waking mind is the least serviceable in the arts. >>
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The more sins you confess, the more books you will sell. >>
A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public with his pan >>
To feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful >>
A book is a part of life, a manifestation of life, just as much as a tree or a horse or a star. It obeys its own rhythms, its own laws, whether it be a novel, a play, or a diary. The deep, hidden rhythm of life is always there -- that of the pulse, the heart beat.