There Are ... Just Two Kinds Of

One Can Summon Courage And Fortitude To Face Tragedy; Irritations And Frustrations Are A Cloud Of Mosquitoes That Nip And Sting And Drive One Frantic.

Writing Is Not An Amusing Occupation. It Is A Combination Of Ditch-digging, Mountain-climbing, Treadmill And Childbirth.

There Are Two Ways Of Doing Battle Against Disgrace. You May Live It Down; Or You May Run Away From It And Hide. The First Method Is Heart-breaking, But Sure. The Second Cannot Be Relied Upon Because Of The Uncomfortable Way Disgrace Has Of Turning Up At Your Heels.

Writers Of Novels Are So Busy Being Solitary That They Haven't Time To Meet One Another. But Then, A Writer Learns Nothing From A Writer, Conversationally. If A Writer Has Anything Witty, Profound Or Quotable To Say He Doesn't Say It. He's No Fool. He Writes It.

There Are Only Two Kinds Of People In The World That Really Count. One Kind's Wheat And The Other Kind's Emeralds.