Sanity is a handicap and liability if you're living in a mad world.
There is a satisfactory boniness about grammar which the flesh of sheer vocabulary requires before it can become a vertebrate and walk the earth.
If you expect the worst from a person you can never be disappointed.
Is it better for a man to have chosen evil than to have good imposed upon him?
Language exists less to record the actual than to liberate the imagination.
As we are all solipsists, and all die, the world dies with us. Only very minor literature aims at apocalypse.