To Force Myself To Earn More Money,

The Worst Of Failure Of This Kind Is That It Spoils The Market For More Competent Performers.

I Don't Know Very Much But What I Do Know I Know Better Than Anybody, And I Don't Want To Argue About It…my Mind Is Not A Bed To Be Made And Re-made.

The English Instinctively Admire Any Man Who Has No Talent And Is Modest About It.

Perhaps, After All, There Is Something In The Theory That Only The Ultra-busy Can Find Time For Everything.

I... Wonder What It Is In The New York Air That Enables Me To Sit Up Till All Hours Of The Night In An Atmosphere Which In London Would Make A Horse Dizzy, But Here Merely Clears The Brain.