Style Is To Forget All Styles.

The Ideal Of Calm Exists In A Sitting Cat.

Those Moments When You Feel You Want To Read Something Truly Beautiful. The Eyes Make A Tour Of The Library, And There Is Nothing. Then You Decide To Take No Matter What, And It Is Full Of Beautiful Things.

Clarity Is The Politeness Of The Man Of Letters.

It Doesn't Pay To Say Too Much When You Are Mad Enough To Choke. For The Word That Stings The Deepest Is The Word That Is Never Spoke, Let The Other Fellow Wrangle Till The Storm Has Blown Away, Then He'll Do A Heap Of Thinking About The Things You Didn't Say.

Wrinkles Are Engraved Smiles.