Doing Is Overrated, And Success Undesirable, But

The Books I Haven't Written Are Better Than The Books Other People Have.

There Is No More Sombre Enemy Of Good Art Than The Pram In The Hall.

He [george Orwell] Would Not Blow His Nose Without Moralising On Conditions In The Handkerchief Industry.

The Refractory Pupil Of Socrates, Aristippus The Cyrene, Who Believed Happiness To Be The Sum Of Particular Pleasures And Golden Moments And Not, As Epicurus, A Prolonged Intermediary State Between Ecstasy And Pain.

No One Can Achieve Serenity Until The Glare Of Passion Is Past The Meridian.