I Waited And Worked, And Watched The

There Is A Terrible Loneliness In The Spring.

Knowledge, Like Experience, Is Valid In Fiction Only After It Has Dissolved And Filtered Down Through The Imagination Into Reality.

A Doctrine Of Endurance Flows Easily From Our Lips When We Are Enduring Jam And Our Neighbors Dry Bread, And It Is Still Possible For Us To Become Resigned To The Afflictions Of Our Brother.

Youth Is Always An Enemy To The Old.

Although The Primitive In Art May Be Both Interesting And Impressive, As Portrayed In American Fiction It Is Conspicuous For Dullness Alone. Drab Persons Living Drab Lives, Observed By Drab Minds And Reported In Drab Writing.