The Second Half Of The Twentieth Century

The Waste Basket Is The Writer's Best Friend.

We Write Not Only For Children But Also For Their Parents. They, Too, Are Serious Children.

No Technological Achievements Can Mitigate The Disappointment Of Modern Man, His Loneliness, His Feeling Of Inferiority, And His Fear Of War, Revolution And Terror. Not Only Has Our Generation Lost Faith In Providence But Also In Man Himself, In His Institutions And Often In Those Who Are Nearest To Him.

I Get Up Every Morning With A Desire To Do Some Creative Work. This Desire Is Made Of The Same Stuff As The Sexual Desire, The Desire To Make Money, Or Any Other Desire.

What Nature Delivers To Us Is Never Stale. Because What Nature Creates Has Eternity In It.