Your audience is one single reader. I have found that sometimes it helps to pick out one person-a real person you know, or an imagined person and write to that one.

Man himself has become our greatest hazard and our only hope. So that today, St. John the apostle may well be paraphrased: In the end is the Word, and the Word is Man - and the Word is with Men.

I'm back with my own kind of people here now, the bums and drinkers and no goods and it is a fine thing.

The clouds appeared and went away, and in a while they did not try anymore.

I wonder why it is that when I plan a route too carefully, it goes to pieces, whereas if I blunder along in blissful ignorance aimed in a fancied direction I get through with no trouble.

The final weapon is the brain, all else is supplemental.

It's almost impossible to read a fine thing without wanting to do a fine thing.