The reading of all good books is like a conversation with the finest minds of past centuries.

We photograph things in order to drive them out of our minds. My stories are a way of shutting my eyes.

You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That$$$ my dear$$$ is love.

Whiskey claims to itself alone the exclusive office of sot-making.

These are the sort of things people ought to look at. Things without pretensions$$$ satisfied to be merely themselves.

But then every man is ludicrous if you look at him from outside$$$ without taking into account whats going on in his heart and mind.

Hope clouds observation.

What you tell me about in the nights. That is not love. That is only passion and lust. When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.

An idea is always a generalization$$$ and generalization is a property of thinking. To generalize means to think.

Electric Networks spread fear of murder on the streets