Lord, if there is a heartache Vienna cannot cure I hope never to feel it. I came home cured of everything except Vienna.
Storm JamesonAn intelligent man or woman willing to make a career of reviewing fiction is hard to come by ... And the temporaries do the work cheaply. Moreover, continuity may be got at the expense of intellectual arthritis; a reviewer who has been at his grisly task for half a lifetime may stiffen into prejudices of every sort, and become too anchylosed to do better than turn his back to a new wave when it rushes down on him.
Storm JamesonWomen will always put persons above ideas ... and so they'll always be defeated. Persons die, and ideas rule the world.
Storm Jamesonto grow old is to have taken away, one by one, all gifts of life, the food and wine, the music and the company. ... the gods unloose, one by one, the mortal fingers that cling to the edge of the table.
Storm Jameson