You Must Live Feverishly In

You're Not Like The Others. I've Seen A Few; I Know. When I Talk, You Look At Me. When I Said Something About The Moon, You Looked At The Moon.

Most Of Us Can't Rush Around, Talk To Everyone, Know All The Cities Of The World, We Haven't Time, Money Or That Many Friends. The Things You're Looking For... Are In The World, But The Only Way The Average Chap Will Ever See Ninety-nine Per Cent Of Them Is In A Book.

Writing Can Be Described In Two Verbs: Throw Up And Clean Up.

Write A Short Story Every Week. It's Not Possible To Write 52 Bad Short Stories In A Row.

You've Got To Be Able To Look At Your Thoughts On Paper And Discover What A Fool You Were.