We Commit Two Wrongs When We Fail

Writing Is A Fine Thing, Because It Combines The Two Pleasures Of Talking To Yourself And Talking To A Crowd.

Narrating Incredible Things As Though They Were Real Old System; Narrating Realities As Though They Were Incredible The New.

All Our "most Sacred Affections " Are Merely Prosaic Habit.

The Problems That Agitate One Generation Are Exstinguished For The Next, Not Because They Have Been Solved But Because The General Lack Of Interest Sweeps Them Away.

I've Discovered Nothing. But Do You Remember How Much We Talked When We Were Boys? We Talked Just For The Fun Of It. We Knew Very Well It Was Only Talk, But Still We Enjoyed It.