She Had Eyes Like Strange Sins.

Everything Written With Vitality Expresses That Vitality: There Are No Dull Subjects, Only Dull Minds.

I've Found That There Are Only Two Kinds That Are Any Good: Slang That Has Established Itself In The Language, And Slang That You Make Up Yourself. Everything Else Is Apt To Be Passe Before It Gets Into Print.

Mostly I Just Kill Time," He Said, "and It Dies Hard.

The Challenge Is To Write About Real Things Magically.

There Was A Sad Fellow Over On A Bar Stool Talking To The Bartender, Who Was Polishing A Glass And Listening With That Plastic Smile People Wear When They Are Trying Not To Scream.