The Only Test Of Work

The Cliché Is Dead Poetry. English, Being The Language Of An Imaginative Race, Abounds In Clichés, So That English Literature Is Always In Danger Of Being Poisoned By Its Own Secretions.

A Bad Memory Is The Mother Of Invention.

The More We Feel Sorry For Ourselves, The Less Sorry Others Will Feel For Us. People Don't Waste Their Small Store Of Sympathy On Those Who Can Provide It So Richly For Themselves.

Every Writer And Artist Wonders What In The World People Of Other Professions Can Find To Live For.

Wisdom Is Keeping A Sense Of Fallibility Of All Our Views And Opinions.