There are two kinds of truth; The truth that lights the way and the truth that warms the heart. The fist of these is science and the second is art.

The truth of art keeps science from becoming inhuman, and the truth of science keeps art from becoming ridiculous.

There are two kinds of truth; The truth that lights the way and the truth that warms the heart. The fist of these is science and the second is art.

It is a mass language only in the same sense that its baseball slang is born of baseball players. That is, it is a language which is being molded by writers to do delicate things and yet be within the grasp of superficially educated people. It is not a natural growth, much as its proletarian writers would like to think so. But compared with it at its best, English has reached the Alexandrian stage of formalism and decay.

They write them long because they can't write them short.

You can always tell a detective on TV. He never takes his hat off.

She had eyes like strange sins.