In the modern world, all literary art is necessarily political -- especially that which pretends not to be.

Liberty cannot be guaranteed by law. Nor by any thing else except the resolution of free citizens to defend their liberties.

Beware of the man who has no enemies.

Walking takes longer... than any other known form of locomotion except crawling. Thus it stretches time and prolongs life. Life is already too short to waste on speed.

The artist's job? To be a miracle worker: make the blind see, the dull feel, the dead to live.

One single act of defiance against power, against the State that seems omnipotent but is not, transforms and transfigures the human personality. At least for a time. For a while. Perhaps that is enough.

In writing, fidelity to fact leads eventually to the poetry of truth.