Reverence Is Fatal To Literature.

The People I Respect Most Behave As If They Were Immortal And As If Society Was Eternal. Both Assumptions Are False: Both Of Them Must Be Accepted As True If We Are To Go On Eating And Working And Loving, And Are To Keep Open A Few Breathing Holes For The Human Spirit.

You Told Me Once That We Shall Be Judged By Our Intentions, Not By Our Accomplishments. I Thought It A Grand Remark. But We Must Intend To Accomplish - Not Sit Intending On A Chair.

One Of The Evils Of Money Is That It Tempts Us To Look At It Rather Than At The Things That It Buys.

We Are All Like Scheherazade's Husband, In That We Want To Know What Happens Next.

I Would Rather Be A Coward Than Brave Because People Hurt You When You Are Brave.