Man Is A Flux Of States Of

To Be Able To Forget Means Sanity.

...men, Groping In The Arctic Darkness, Had Found A Yellow Metal, And Because Steamship And Transportation Companies Were Booming The Find, Thousands Of Men Were Rushing Into The Northland. These Men Wanted Dogs, And The Dogs They Wanted Were Heavy Dogs, With Strong Muscles By Which To Toil, And Furry Coats To Protect Them From The Frost.

Avoid The Unhappy Ending, The Harsh, The Brutal, The Tragic, The Horrible -- If You Care To See In Print Things You Write. (in This Connection Don't Do As I Do, But Do As I Say.

You Can't Wait For Inspiration. You Have To Go After It With A Club.

This Expression Of Abandon And Surrender, Of Absolute Trust, He Reserved For The Master Alone.