Never, if you can possibly help it, write a novel. It is, in the first place, a thoroughly unsocial act. It makes one obnoxious to one's family and to one's friends. One sits about for many weeks, months, even years, in the worst cases, in a state of stupefaction.

As for inhibitions, I've spent a lifetime developing them, and I don't intend to lose them.

Hunger makes a thief of any man.

Fatalism is a false premise. What will be is not necessarily what must be.

Most mothers kiss and scold together.

though some men did not make war as others did, if they sold their goods for profit to the war-makers, did it make them better because the weapon was not in their own hands, if they had made the weapon and sold it and so put it into the hands of those used it upon the innocent?

When good people in any country cease their vigilance and struggle, then evil men prevail.