He Who Truly Believes He Has A

I Want A Dish To Taste Good, Rather Than To Have Been Seethed In Pig's Milk And Served Wrapped In A Rhubarb Leaf With Grated Thistle Root.

I Don't Say That The Drunk Man Is The Real Man, And The Sober Man Merely A Shell. But You Find Out Something Different About People When They're Drunk. Of Course, You Sometimes Find That They're Not Different At All--that You Merely Get More Of The Same, Perhaps Said Rather More Loudly And Incoherently, But Basically The Same.

Man's Love Is Of Man's Life A Thing Apart;girls Aren't Like That.

The World That Seemed So Various And New, Well, It Does Contract. One's Burning Desire To Investigate Human Behavior, And To Make, Or Imply, Statements About It, Does Fall Off. And So One Does Find That Early Works Are Full Of Energy And Also Full Of Vulgarity, Crudity, And Incompetence, And Later Works Are More Carefully Finished, And In That Sense Better Literary Products. But . . . There's Often A Freshness That Is Missing In Later Works--for Every Gain There's A Loss. I Think It Evens Out In That Way.

A Bad Review May Spoil Your Breakfast, But You Shouldn't Allow It To Spoil Your Lunch.