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In Other Countries, Art And Literature Are Left To A Lot Of Shabby Bums Living In Attics And Feeding On Booze And Spaghetti, But In America The Successful Writer Or Picture-painter Is Indistinguishable From Any Other Decent Businessman.

Good Lord, I Don't Know What 'rights' A Man Has! And I Don't Know The Solution Of Boredom. If I Did, I'd Be The One Philosopher That Had The Cure For Living. But I Do Know That About Ten Times As Many People Find Their Lives Dull, And Unnecessarily Dull, As Ever Admit It; And I Do Believe That If We Busted Out And Admitted It Sometimes, Instead Of Being Nice And Patient And Loyal For Sixty Years, And Then Nice And Patient And Dead For The Rest Of Eternity, Why, Maybe, Possibly, We Might Make Life More Fun.

Life Is Hard And Astonishingly Complicated.... No One Great Reform Will Make It Easy. Most Of Us Who Work -- Or Want To Work -- Will Always Have Trouble Or Discontent. So We Must Learn To Be Calm, And Train All Our Faculties, And Make Others Happy.

You Have More People That Love You Than You Know.

To A True-blue Professor Of Literature In An American University, Literature Is Not Something That A Plain Human Being, Living Today, Painfully Sits Down To Produce. No; It Is Something Dead.