The artist is extremely lucky who is presented with the worst possible ordeal which will not actually kill him. At that point, he's in business.
Two daiquiris withdrew into a corner of a gorgeous room and one told the other a lie.
One must be ruthless with one's own writing or someone else will be.
That is our ‘pointed task. Love & die.
Offering Dragons quarter is no good, they regrow all their parts and come on again. They have to be killed.
Literature bores me, especially great literature