For Myself, I Always Assume

We Are, All Of Us, Creatures Of Habit, And When The Seeeming Necessity For Schooling Ourselves In New Ways Ceases To Exist, We Fall Naturally And Easily Into The Manner And Customs Which Long Usage Has Implanted Ineradicably Within Us.

They Say That None Of Us Exists, Except In The Imagination Of His Fellows, Other Than As An Intangible, Invisible Mentality.

I Do Not Think That I Am Ever Overconfident. I Am Merely Wholly Confident, And I Maintain That There Is All The Difference In The World There.

I Could Write Stories Just As Rotten.

Imagination Is But Another Name For Super Intelligence.