The deed is everything, the glory is naught.

Certainly it is valuable to a trained writer to crash in an aircraft which burns. He learns several important things very quickly. Whether they will be of use to him is conditioned by survival. Survival, with honor, that outmoded and all-important word, is as difficult as ever and as all-important to a writer.

To do all that one is able to do, is to be a man; to do all that one would like to do, is to be a god.

While we are postponing, life speeds by.

Sin is geographical.