Whatever you have lived, you can write & by hard work & a genuine apprenticeship, you can learn to write well; but what you have not lived you cannot write, you can only pretend to write it.

There is no sadder sight than a young pessimist.

It was the schoolboy who said, ""Faith is believing what you know ain't so.""

You can't no more teach what you ain't learned than you can come from where you ain't been.

You can't reason with your heart; it has its own laws, and thumps about things which the intellect scorns.

The machine has several virtues... One may lean back in his chair and work it. It piles an awful stack of words on one page. It don't muss things or scatter ink blots around.

All say, ‘how hard it is that we have to die’ -- a strange complaint to come from the mouths of those who have had to live.