In the light of what Proust wrote with so mild a stimulus, it is the world's loss that he did not have a heartier appetite. On a dozen Gardiner's Island oysters, a bowl of clam chowder, a peck of steamers, some bay scallops, three sauteed soft-shelled crabs, a few ears of fresh picked corn, a thin swordfish steak of generous area, a pair of lobsters, and a Long Island Duck, he might have written a masterpiece.
A. J. LieblingAny city may have one period of magnificence, like Boston or New Orleans or San Francisco, but it takes a real one to keep renewing itself until the past is perennially forgotten.
A. J. LieblingI can write better than anybody who can write faster, and I can write faster than anybody who can write better.
A. J. LieblingThere is no concept more generally cherished by publishers than that of the Undeserving Poor.
A. J. Liebling