It doesn't matter who you are or what you look like, so long as somebody loves you.

I've always said to myself that if a little pocket calculator can do it why shouldn't I?

To shipbrokers, coal was black gold.

I understand what you're saying, and your comments are valuable, but I'm gonna ignore your advice.

The writer walks out of his workroom in a daze. He wants a drink. He needs it. It happens to be a fact that nearly every writer of fiction in the world drinks more whisky than is good for him. He does it to give himself faith hope and courage. A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul and that I am sure is why he does it.

There are many other little refinements too, Mr. Bohlen. You'll see them all when you study the plans carefully. For example, there's a trick that nearly every writer uses, of inserting at least one long, obscure word into each story. This makes the reader think that the man is very wise and clever. So I have the machine do the same thing. There'll be a whole stack of long words stored away just for this purpose." Where?" In the 'word-memory' section," he said, epexegetically.

And don’t worry about the bits you can’t understand. Sit back and allow the words to wash around you, like music.