In a nation of sheep, one brave man forms a majority.

Our job is to record, each in his own way, this world of light and shadow and time that will never come again exactly as it is today.

What we need now are heroes and heroines, about a million of them, one brave deed is worth a thousand books. Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul.

In the dog-eat-dog economy, the Doberman is boss.

I would prefer to write about everything; what else is there? But one must be selective.

Those art lovers who pride themselves mostly on *taste* usually possess no other talent.

It is not death or dying that is tragic, but rather to have existed without fully participating in life- that is the deepest personal tragedy.