Only a person with a Best Seller mind can write Best Sellers.

What drivel it all is!... A string of words called religion. Another string of words called philosophy. Half a dozen other stringscalled political ideals. And all the words either ambiguous or meaningless. And people getting so excited about them they'll murder their neighbours for using a word they don't happen to like. A word that probably doesn't mean as much as a good belch. Just a noise without even the excuse of gas on the stomach.

Like every man of sense and good feeling, I abominate work.

Impulse arrested spills over, and the flood is feeling, the flood is passion, the flood is even madness: it depends on the force of the current, the height and strength of the barrier. The unchecked stream flows smoothly down its appointed channels into a calm well being.

On no account brood over your wrongdoing. Rolling in the muck is not the best way of getting clean.

People will insist on treating the mons Veneris as though it were Mount Everest. Too silly!

Civilization is sterilization.