And He Loved Her Suddenly Because She

The Ideas For Stories That Thronged My Brain Would Not Let Me Rest Till I Had Got Rid Of Them By Writing Them.

There's Nothing The World Loves More Than A Ready-made Description Which They Can Hang On To A Man, And So Save Themselves All Trouble In Future.

It's A Funny Thing About Life; If You Refuse To Accept Anything But The Best, You Very Often Get It.

The Rain Fell Alike Upon The Just And Upon The Unjust, And For Nothing Was There A Why And A Wherefore.

Like All Weak Men He Laid An Exaggerated Stress On Not Changing One's Mind.