Writing Is A Dog's Life, But The

Women Want You To Deceive Them: They Force You To, And If You Resist, They Blame You.

The More Humanity Advances, The More It Is Degraded.

A Good Sentence In Prose Should Be Like A Good Line In Poetry, Unchangeable, As Rhythmic, As Sonorous.

In Her Enthusiasms She Had Always Looked For Something Tangible: She Had Always Loved Church For Its Flowers, Music For Its Romantic Words, Literature For Its Power To Stir The Passions And She Rebelled Before The Mysteries Of Faith Just As She Grew Ever More Restive Under Discipline, Which Was Antipathetic To Her Nature.

The Writer Must Wade Into Life As Into The Sea, But Only Up To The Navel.