Give Me The Right Word And The

I Have Wrestled With Death. It Is The Most Unexciting Contest You Can Imagine.

The Atmosphere Of Officialdom Would Kill Anything That Breathes The Air Of Human Endeavour, Would Extinguish Hope And Fear Alike In The Supremacy Of Paper And Ink.

As A General Rule, A Reputation Is Built On Manner As Much As On Achievement.

It Is The Mark Of An Inexperienced Man Not To Believe In Luck.

My Task Which I Am Trying To Achieve Is, By The Power Of The Written Word, To Make You Hear, To Make You Feel — It Is, Before All, To Make You See. That — And No More, And It Is Everything. If I Succeed, You Shall Find There According To Your Deserts: Encouragement, Consolation, Fear, Charm — All You Demand; And, Perhaps, Also That Glimpse Of Truth For Which You Have Forgotten To Ask.