I've Always Thought You Should

I Do A Lot Of Revising. Certain Chapters Six Or Seven Times. Occasionally You Can Hit It Right The First Time. More Often, You Don't.

Experiments In The Visual Arts (the Invention Of New Ways Of Seeing Things), Are Made Because, Due To The Way The Apparatus That Makes Up The Mind Is Made, Old Processes And Patterns Have Continually To Be Broken Up In Order To Make It Possible To Perceive The New Aspects And Arrangements Of Evolving Consciousness. The Great Enemy Of Intelligence Is Complacency.

Women Hock Their Jewels And Their Husbands' Insurance Policies To Acquire An Unaccustomed Shade In Hair Or Crêpe De Chine. Why Then Is It That When Anyone Commits Anything Novel In The Arts He Should Be Always Greeted By This Same Peevish Howl Of Pain And Surprise? One Is Led To Suspect That The Interest People Show In These Much Talked Of Commodities, Painting, Music, And Writing, Cannot Be Very Deep Or Very Genuine When They So Wince Under An Unexpected Impact.

Life Is To Be Used, Not Just Held In The Hand Like A Box Of Bonbons That Nobody Eats.

The Terrible Thing About Having New York Go Stale On You Is That There's Nowhere Else. It's The Top Of The World.