The people in flight from the terror behind-strange things happen to them, some bitterly cruel and some so beautiful that the faith is refired forever.

You know most people live ninety per cent in the past, seven per cent in the present, and that only leaves them three per cent for the future.

I had seen so many begin to pack their lives in cotton woool, smother their impulses, hood their passions, and gradually retire from their manhood into a kind of spiritual and physical semi-invalidism. In this they are encouraged by wives and relatives, and it's such a sweet trap.

I have written a great many stories and I still don't know how to go about it except to write it and take my chances.

New York is a wonderful city... It is going to be the capital of the world.

And this you can know- fear the time when Manself will not suffer and die for a concept, for this one quality is man, distinctive in the universe.

Perhaps the less we have, the more we are required to brag.