Down In Their Hearts, Wise Men Know

Writers Seldom Write The Things They Think. They Simply Write The Things They Think Other Folks Think They Think.

Get Happiness Out Of Your Work Or You May Never Know What Happiness Is.

Literature Is The Noblest Of All The Arts. Music Dies On The Air, Or At Best Exists Only As A Memory; Oratory Ceases With The Effort; The Painter's Colors Fade And The Canvas Rots; The Marble Is Dragged From Its Pedestal And Is Broken Into Fragments.

The Final Proof Of Greatness Lies In Being Able To Endure Contumely Without Resentment.

Put Yourself In The Other Man's Place And Then You Will Know Why He Thinks Certain Things And Does Certain Deeds.