Don't write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.

There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.

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I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.

Love, genuine passionate love, was his for the first time.

. . . and God knows we are sensitive to the suffering that has sometimes broken loose to come billowing forth from your appendages like the pungent vapors of whales - often it appears that in this life of experience and accommodation we pay just as dearly for our triumphs as we do for our defeats. But Sissy . . . hold on!

He was not immoral, but merely unmoral.