And Bed, He Thought. Bed Is My

A Serious Writer Is Not To Be Confounded With A Solemn Writer. A Serious Writer May Be A Hawk Or A Buzzard Or Even A Popinjay, But A Solemn Writer Is Always A Bloody Owl.

You've Such A Lovely Temperature.

I Never Liked To Hunt, You Know. There Was Always The Danger Of Having A Horse Fall On You.

You Know You’re Writing Well When You're Throwing Good Stuff Into The Wastebasket.

The Parody Is The Last Refuge Of The Frustrated Writer. Parodies Are What You Write When You Are Associate Editor Of The Harvard Lampoon. The Greater The Work Of Literature, The Easier The Parody. The Step Up From Writing Parodies Is Writing On The Wall Above The Urinal.