Middle age snuffs out more talent than even wars or sudden death.
The cliché is dead poetry. English, being the language of an imaginative race, abounds in clichés, so that English literature is always in danger of being poisoned by its own secretions.
A bad memory is the mother of invention.
The only test of work of literature is that it shall please other ages than its own.
Old age takes away from us what we have inherited and gives us what we have earned.
Marriage is an arrangement by which two people start by getting the best out of each other and often end by getting the worst.