I suppose that we are only young, Chris, so long as we can forget. After that we merely remember!

We are often miserable at our desk or typewriters, but not happy away from them.

I had a vision ... of being found on the pavement by some passerby, with a small punctuation mark ending my sentence of life.

the calm of a place like Bellwood is the peace of death without the hope of resurrection.

[The writer] wants both to do the best possible work and also to reach the largest possible audience. The result is a fairly normal condition of discouragement.

my family, although it keeps its hair, turns gray early - a business asset but a social handicap.

there comes a time when ambition ceases to burn, or romance to stir, and the highest cry of the human heart is for peace.