Habitually creative people are prepared to be lucky.

Don Marquis came down after a month on the wagon, ambled over to the bar, and announced, 'I've conquered that goddamn willpower of mine. Gimme a double Scotch.

Half a man's life is devoted to what he calls improvements, yet the original had some quality which is lost in the process.

In the nature of things, a person engaged in the flimsy business of expressing himself on paper is dependent on the large general privilege of being heard. Any intimation that this privilege may be revoked throws a writer into panic.

Humor is like a frog. You can dissect it to see how it works, but by then, it's dead.

Life is always rich and steady time when you are waiting for something to happen or to hatch.

You can dissect a joke just as you can a frog. But it tends to die on you.