If You Ever Forget You Are A

You Could Not Pity Anything If You Weren't A Man; Pity Was A Surprise To God. It Was Not His Invention.

It's One Thing For A Man Not To Know, Not To Have Learned; It's Another Not To Be Able To Live By What One Does Know.

You Write By Sitting Down And Writing. There's No Particular Time Or Place—you Suit Yourself, Your Nature. How One Works, Assuming He's Disciplined, Doesn't Matter.

A Man Had To Learn, It Was His Nature.

If Your Train's On The Wrong Track Every Station You Come To Is The Wrong Station.