Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea.

The concept of genius as akin to madness has been carefully cultivated by the inferiority complex of the public.

As for literature It gives no man a sinecure. And no one knows, at sight, a masterpiece. And give up verse, my boy, There's nothing in it.

Presentation, not reference.

Good writers are those who keep the language efficient. That is to say, keep it accurate, keep it clear.

I consider criticism merely a preliminary excitement, a statement of things a writer has to clear up in his own head sometime or other, probably antecedent to writing; of no value unless it come to fruit in the created work later.

It is more than likely that the brain itself is, in origin and development, only a sort of great clot of genital fluid held in suspense or reserved. This hypothesis would explain the enormous content of the brain as a maker or presenter of images.