It's A Fine World, Though

I Remember That The Single Most Vicious Letter I Ever Read Was The Letter Hemingway Wrote Scribners When They Asked Him To Give A Blurb For From Here To Eternity. It's There, In The Selected Letters For All To Read, An Example Of A Once Great Writer At His Very Worst. I Doubt That He Ever Forgave Scribners For Publishing James Jones In The First Place. War, As Hemingway Saw It, Belonged To Him.

I Think Its A Sickness To Grieve Too Much For Those Who Never Cared A Fig For You.

The Only Bookstore I Had Was The Paperback Rack At The Drugstore.

Self-parody Is The First Portent Of Age.

It's A Fine World, Though Rich In Hardships At Times.