What Humbugs We Are, Who Pretend To

Every Author, However Modest, Keeps A Most Outrageous Vanity Chained Like A Madman In The Padded Cell Of His Breast.

The Truth Is That The Phenomena Of Artistic Production Are Still So Obscure, So Baffling, We Are Still So Far From An Accurate Scientific And Psychological Knowledge Of Their Genesis Or Meaning, That We Are Forced To Accept Them As Empirical Facts; And Empirical And Non-explanatory Names Are The Names That Suit Them Best.

There Are Two Things To Aim At In Life: First, To Get What You Want; And After That, To Enjoy It. Only The Wisest Of Mankind Achieve The Second.

Hearts That Are Delicate And Kind And Tongues That Are Neither - These Make The Finest Company In The World.

Fine Writers Should Split Hairs Together, And Sit Side By Side, Like Friendly Apes, To Pick The Fleas From Each Others Fur.