The greater the artist, the greater the doubt; perfect confidence is granted to the less talented as a consolation prize.

In America, nostalgia for things is apt to set in before they go.

Transportation made sublimation literal. It conveyed evil to another world.

A determined soul will do more with a rusty monkey wrench than a loafer will accomplish with all the tools in a machine shop.

Political stress is always apt to shrink the private arena and attach it on to the public

It is an oldish question, but not perhaps a very interesting one, whether cooking is an art or not.

Popular in our time, unpopular in his. So runs the stereotype of rejected genius.