Nothing is more consuming, or more illogical, than the desire for remembrance.

It is easy to convince a man who already thinks as you do.

The truth is I've got the land on my back, an' it's drivin' me. Land is a hard driver.

No matter how vital experience might be while you lived it, no sooner was it ended and dead than it became as lifeless as the piles of dry dust in a school history book.

Knowledge, like experience, is valid in fiction only after it has dissolved and filtered down through the imagination into reality.

There wouldn't be half as much fun in the world if it weren't for children and men, and there ain't a mite of difference between them under the skins.

The share of the sympathetic publisher in the author's success - the true success so different from the ephemeral - is apt to be overlooked in these blatant days, so it is just as well that some of us should keep it in mind.