The Main Facts In Human Life Are

The Middle Age Of Buggers Is Not To Be Contemplated Without Horror.

I'd Far Rather Leave A Thought Behind Me Than A Child. Other People Can Have Children.

England Still Waits For The Supreme Moment Of Her Literature--for The Great Poet Who Shall Voice Her, Or, Better Still, For The Thousand Little Poets Whose Voices Shall Pass Into Our Common Talk.

Logic! Good Gracious! What Rubbish!

Some Reviews Give Pain. This Is Regrettable, But No Author Has The Right To Whine. He Was Not Obliged To Be An Author. He Invited Publicity, And He Must Take The Publicity That Comes Along.