Man Pines To Live But Cannot Endure

Of All The Animals On Earth, None Is So Brutish As Man When He Seeks The Delirium Of Coition.

When One Realizes That His Life Is Worthless He Either Commits Suicide Or Travels.

What Has A Writer To Be Bombastic About? Whatever Good A Man May Write Is The Consequence Of Accident, Luck, Or Surprise, And Nobody Is More Surprised Than An Honest Writer When He Makes A Good Phrase Or Says Something Truthful.

What Is Most Appalling In An F. Scott Fitzgerald Book Is That It Is Peopleless Fiction: Fitzgerald Writes About Spectral, Muscledsuits; Dresses, Hats, And Sleeves Which Have Some Sort Of Vague, Libidinous Throb. These Are Plainly The Product Of Sickness.

The Earnings Of A Poet Could Be Reckoned By A Metaphysician Rather Than A Bookkeeper.