Sometimes you know the story. Sometimes you make it up as you go along and have no idea how it will come out.

I didn't want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you good night — and there's a lot of difference.

It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.

You know I don't love any one but you. You shouldn't mind because some one else loved me.

Live the full life of the mind, exhilarated by new ideas, intoxicated by the Romance of the unusual.

I might say that what amateurs call a style is usually only the unavoidable awkwardnesses in first trying to make something that has not heretofore been made. Almost no new classics resemble other previous classics. At first people see only the awkwardness. Then they are not so perceptible. When they show so very awkwardly people think these awkwardnesses are the style and many copy them. This is regrettable.

Anglers have a way of romanticizing their battles with fish.