every act of one's life is the unavoidable result of every act that has preceded it.

Every writer knows the terror of an unexpected success. How to carry on? How to repeat it?

Herbert used to say that he was as tight as the paper on the wall.

That is the tragedy of growing old, Chris. You don't leave the world. It leaves you.

Some day some one will write a book about that frantic search of the creative worker for silence and freedom, not only from interruption but from the fear of interruption.

Young Doctor Arden was gong through the process of reorienting himself after a night's sleep.

There is no place in the world, I imagine, for a philosopher with a sense of humor, a new leisure, and an inquiring turn of mind!