Words are as recalcitrant as circus animals, and the unskilled trainer can crack his whip at them in vain.

Middle age snuffs out more talent than even wars or sudden death.

It is by sitting down to write every morning that he becomes a writer. Those who do not do this remain amateurs.

The more we feel sorry for ourselves, the less sorry others will feel for us. People don't waste their small store of sympathy on those who can provide it so richly for themselves.

Every writer and artist wonders what in the world people of other professions can find to live for.

Do not believe those persons who say they have never been jealous. What they mean is that they have never been in love.

Old age takes away from us what we have inherited and gives us what we have earned.