Fame Is A Constant Effort

I Have A Remarkable Memory; I Forget Everything. It Is Wonderfully Convenient. It Is As Though The World Were Constantly Renewing Itself For Me.

When I Think Of All The Books Still Left For Me To Read, I Am Certain Of Further Happiness.

To Think Is Not Enough, You Must Think Of Something.

A Cold In The Head Causes Less Suffering Than An Idea.

Writing Is A Way Of Talking Without Being Interrupted.