As in political so in literary action a man wins friends for himself mostly by the passion of his prejudices and the consistent narrowness of his outlook.

Everything can be found at sea according to the spirit of your quest.

One must explore deep and believe the incredible to find the new particles of truth floating in an ocean of insignificance.

In order to move others deeply we must deliberately allow ourselves to be carried away beyond the bounds of our normal sensibility.

There are men here and there to whom the whole of life is like an after-dinner hour with a cigar; easy, pleasant, empty, perhaps enlivened by some fable of strife to be forgotten - before the end is told - even if there happens to be any end to it.

Danger lies in the writer becoming the victim of his own exaggeration, losing the exact notion of sincerity, and in the end coming to despise truth itself as something too cold, too blunt for his purpose -- as, in fact, not good enough for his insistent emotion. From laughter and tears the descent is easy to sniveling and giggles.

Necessity, they say, is mother of invention, but fear, too, is not barren of ingenious suggestions.