Unless artists can remember what it was to be a little boy, they are only half complete as artist and as man.
James ThurberOurs is a precarious language, as every writer knows, in which the merest shadow line often separates affirmation from negation, sense from nonsense, and one sex from the other
James ThurberHumor and pathos, tears and laughter are, in the highest expression of human character and achievement, inseparable.
James Thurber