Give Me A Bed And A Book

The Notion Of Making Money By Popular Work, And Then Retiring To Do Good Work, Is The Most Familiar Of All The Devil's Traps For Artists.

The Old Know What They Want; The Young Are Sad And Bewildered.

A Slight Touch Of Friendly Malice And Amusement Towards Those We Love Keeps Our Affections For Them From Turning Flat.

Happiness Is A Wine Of The Rarest Vintage, And Seems Insipid To A Vulgar Taste.

It Is The Wretchedness Of Being Rich That You Have To Live With Rich People.