Men Often Marry Their Mothers.

You Lose In The End Unless You Know How The Wheel Is Fixed Or Can Fix It Yourself.

Now Gae Your Wa'stho'anes As Gude As Ever Happit Flesh And Blude, Yet Part We Maunthe Case Sae Hard Is, Amang The Writers And The Bardies That Lang They'll Brook The Auld I Trow, Or Neibours Cry,'weel Brook The New'.

The Writer Is A Writer Because He Cannot Help It. It Is A Compulsion.

I Sat Staring Up At A Shelf In My Workroom From Which Thirty-one Books Identically Dressed In Neat Dark Green Leather Stared Back At Me With A Sort Of Cold Hostility Like Children Who Resent Their Parents. Don't Stare At Us Like That! They Said. Don't Blame Us If We Didn't Turn Out To Be The Perfection You Expected. We Didn't Ask To Be Brought Into The World.

Opinion! If Every One Had So Little Tact As To Give Their True Opinion When It Was Asked This Would Be A Miserable World.