It Is Easy To Convince

...i Had Grown Up In A World That Was Dominated By Immature Age. Not By Vigorous Immaturity, But By Immaturity That Was Old And Tired And Prudent, That Loved Ritual And Rubric, And Was Utterly Wanting In Curiosity About The New And The Strange. Its Era Has Passed Away, And The World It Made Has Crumbled Around Us. Its Finest Creation, A Code Of Manners, Has Been Ridiculed And Discarded.

Moderation Has Never Yet Engineered An Explosion

The Share Of The Sympathetic Publisher In The Author's Success - The True Success So Different From The Ephemeral - Is Apt To Be Overlooked In These Blatant Days, So It Is Just As Well That Some Of Us Should Keep It In Mind.

Doesn't All Experience Crumble In The End To Mere Literary Material?

Youth Is The Period Of Harsh Judgments, And A Man Seldom Learns Until He Reaches Thirty That Human Nature Is Made Up Not Of Simples, But Of Compounds.