A writer is unfair to himself when he is unable to be hard on himself.
Your thorns are the best part of you.
They fought the enemy, we fight fat living and self-pity. Shine, o shine, unfalsifying sun, on this sick scene.
Revision is its own reward.
I believe verbal felicity is the fruit of ardor, of diligence, and of refusing to be false.
When one cannot appraise out of one's own experience, the temptation to blunder is minimized, but even when one can, appraisal seems chiefly useful as appraisal of the appraiser.