The Only Reason For Being Young Is

Books Act Like A Developing Fluid On Film. That Is, They Bring Into Consciousness What You Didn’t Know You Knew.

Experience Teaches You That The Man Who Looks You Straight In The Eye, Particularly If He Adds A Firm Handshake, Is Hiding Something.

To Read In Bed Is To Draw Around Us Invisible, Noiseless Curtains. Then At Last We Are In A Room Of Our Own And Are Ready To Burrow Back, Back To That Private Life Of The Imagination We All Led As A Child And To Whose Secret Satisfactions So Many Of Us Have Mislaid The Key.

Mr. Faulkner, Of Course, Is Interested In Making Your Mind Rather Than Your Flesh Creep.

For Most Men, Life Is A Search For The Proper Manila Envelope In Which To Get Themselves Filed.