I will not say nothing. I will defend my church and my religion when it is insulted and spit on.

I was happier then. Or was that I? Or am I now I? Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand. Would you go back to then? Just beginning then. Would you?

Very gratefully, with grateful appreciation, with sincere appreciative gratitude, in appreciatively grateful sincerity of regret, he declined.

I'll tickle his catastrophe.

Deal with him, Hemingway!

The demand that I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole Life to reading my works.

The incompatibility of aquacity with the erratic originality of genius.