First you torment yourself until you write it, then you torment the editor to print it… then the public prosecutor to charge you and, finally, the judge to sentence you.
First you torment yourself until you write it, then you torment the editor to print it… then the public prosecutor to charge you and, finally, the judge to sentence you.
By the same author and on kindred topics.
If a writer’s past is ugly, his biographer will invent a thousand anecdotes to cover it up.
From school into the army, from the army into prison, and from prison into marriage.
I ended my autobiography with my marriage, finding that after marriage a man has no autobiography.