Iโm dazzled by your facility. In ten days youโll have written six stories! I donโt understand itโฆ Iโm like one of those old aqueducts: thereโs so much rubbish cogging up the banks of my thought that it flows slowly, and only spills from the end of my pen drop by drop.
Gustave FlaubertThe idea of bringing someone into the world fills me with horror. I would curse myself if I were a father. A son of mine! Oh no, no, no! May my entire flesh perish and may I transmit to no one the aggravations and the disgrace of existence.
Gustave Flaubert