Literary Party: A traffic jam of the lost waiting for the ferry across the Styx.

Literature doesn't matter! The only thing that matters is money and getting your teeth fixed!

Love is the most difficult and dangerous form of courage. Courage is the most desperate, admirable and noble kind of love.

What was the freedom to which the adult human being rose in the morning, if each act was held back or inspired by the overpowering ghost of a little child?

Is it not clear that a reviewer's psyche, like an iceberg, is seven-eighths beneath the surface?

Major writing is to say that which has been seen, so that it need never be said again; so that which has been seen increases, changes in reality, in being.

At the moment I'm so exhausted that I feel like cutting my throat, so the next news masy well be that I am across the river and under the trees: what is the meaning and purpose of life? Death.