But perhaps he had enough animal strength and detached intelligence that he could make another start.

But perhaps he had enough animal strength and detached intelligence that he could make another start.

I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.

As in no other form of lute or combat, the conditions are such; the winner takes nothing, neither his ease, nor his pleasure, nor any notion of glory, nor if he wins far enough, will he find anything within himself.

To make war all you need is intelligence. But to win you need talent and material.

Critics are men who watch a battle from a high place then come down and shoot the survivors.

Going to another country doesn’t make any difference. I’ve tried all that. You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. There’s nothing to that.