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Its Language Is A Language Which The Soul Alone Understands, But Which The Soul Can Never Translate.

Essential Characteristic Of The Really Great Novelist: A Christ-like, All-embracing Compassion.

The Man Who Begins To Go To Bed Forty Minutes Before He Opens His Bedroom Door Is Bored; That Is To Say, He Is Not Living.

The Makers Of Literature Are Those Who Have Seen And Felt The Miraculous Interestingness Of The Universe. If You Have Formed...literary Taste...your Life Will Be One Long Ecstasy Of Denying That The World Is A Dull Place.

One Of The Chief Things Which My Typical Man Has To Learn Is That The Mental Faculties Are Capable Of A Continuous Hard Activity; They Do Not Tire Like An Arm Or A Leg. All They Want Is Change - Not Rest, Except In Sleep.