But nothing seems to do any good.
A writer who is afraid to overreach himself is as useless as a general who is afraid to be wrong.
He looked about as inconspicuous as a tarantula on a slice of angel food.
Throw up into your typewriter every morning. Clean up every noon.
Some days I feel like playing it smooth. Some days I feel like playing it like a waffle iron.
An age which is incapable of poetry is incapable of any kind of literature except the cleverness of a decadence.