It never seems to occur to some people, that, like beauty, a sense of humor may sometimes be fatal.

I have discovered that the world over, unusual weather prevails at all times of the year.

If you write one story, it may be bad; if you write a hundred, you have the odds in your favor.

Am I alive and a reality, or am I but a dream?

Love is a strange master, and human nature is still stranger.

No fiction is worth reading except for entertainment. If it entertains and is clean, it is good literature, or its kind. If it forms the habit of reading, in people who might not read otherwise, it is the best literature.

I do not think that I am ever overconfident. I am merely wholly confident, and I maintain that there is all the difference in the world there.