People change and forget to tell each other.

Writers talk too much.

Things start out as hopes and end up as habits.

Fashions in sin change.

But success and failure are not true opposites, and they're not even in the same class. I mean, they're not even a couch and a chair.

I don't think many writers like their best-known piece of work, particularly when it was written a long time ago.

Nowadays people write English as if a rat were caught in the typewriter and they were trying to hit the keys which wouldn't disturb it.