Experience Is Never Limited, And

I Have Performed The Necessary Butchery. Here Is The Bleeding Corpse.

The Artist Is Present In Every Page Of Every Book From Which He Sought So Assiduously To Eliminate Himself.

I Don't Want Everyone To Like Me; I Should Think Less Of Myself If Some People Did.

Things Are Always Different Than What They Might Be...if You Wait For Them To Change, You Will Never Do Anything.

The Effect, If Not The Prime Office, Of Criticism Is To Make Our Absorption And Our Enjoyment Of The Things That Feed The Mind As Aware Of Itself As Possible, Since That Awareness Quickens The Mental Demand, Which Thus In Turn Wanders Further And Further For Pasture. This Action On The Part Of The Mind Practically Amounts To A Reaching Out For The Reasons Of Its Interest, As Only By Its Ascertaining Them Can The Interest Grow More Various. This Is The Very Education Of Our Imaginative Life.