Use the smallest word that does the job.

I have occasionally had the exquisite thrill of putting my finger on a little capsule of truth, and heard it give the faint squeak of mortality under my pressure.

A shaft of sunlight at the end of a dark afternoon, a note of music, and the way the back of a baby’s neck smells if it’s mother keeps it tidy,” answered Henry. “Correct,” said Stuart. “Those are the important things. You forgot one thing, though. Mary Bendix, what did Henry Rackmeyer forget?” “He forgot ice cream with chocolate sauce on it,” said Mary quickly.

All writing is communication; creative writing is communication through revelation-it is the Self-escaping into the open.

By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that.

To perceive Christmas through its wrappings becomes more difficult with every year.

Democracy is a request from a War Board, in the middle of a morning in the middle of a war, wanting to know what democracy is.