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There Is Only One Thing More Painful Than Learning From Experience And That Is Not Learning From Experience.

A Real Writer Learns From Earlier Writers The Way A Boy Learns From An Apple Orchard -- By Stealing What He Has A Taste For, And Can Carry Off

A World Ends When Its Metaphor Has Died.

Beauty Is That Medusa's Head Which Men Go Armed To Seek And Sever, And Dead Will Starve And Sting Forever.

Wildness And Silence Disappeared From The Countryside, Sweetness Fell From The Air, Not Because Anyone Wished Them To Vanish Or Fall But Because Throughways Had To Floor The Meadows With Cement To Carry The Automobiles Which Advancing Technology Produced. Tropical Beaches Turned Into High-priced Slums Where Thousand-room Hotels Elbowed Each Other For Glimpses Of Once-famous Surf Not Because Those Who Loved The Beaches Wanted Them There But Because Enormous Jets Could Bring A Million Tourists Every Year - And Therefore Did.