I, too, dislike it. Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one discovers in it, after all, a place for the genuine.

All are / naked, none is safe.

If technique is of no interest to a writer, I doubt that the writer is an artist.

There never was a war that was not inward.

We are suffering from too much sarcasm.

I, too, dislike it. Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one discovers in it, after all, a place for the genuine.

It is human nature to stand in the middle of a thing.