Whenever things go a bit sour in a job I'm doing, I always tell myself, 'You can do better than this.'

I learned there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some from behind.

I don't like audiences, I prefer my mistakes in private.

He took the Who’s feast, he took the Who pudding, he took the roast beast. He cleaned out that ice box as quick as a flash. Why, the Grinch even took their last can of Who hash.

When something bad happens you have three choices. You can either let it define you, let it destroy you, or you can let it strengthen you.

It has often been said there’s so much to be read, you never can cram all those words in your head. So the writer who breeds more words than he needs is making a chore for the reader who reads. That's why my belief is the briefer the brief is, the greater the sigh of the reader's relief is. And that's why your books have such power and strength. You publish with shorth! (Shorth is better than length.)

Once-ler! You're making such smogulous smoke - my poor swomee swans, why they can't sing a note! No one can sing who has smog in his throat.