Ideas Are, In Truth, Force.

...the Peculiar Air Of Oxford-the Air Of Liberty To Care For The Things Of The Mind Assured And Secured By Machinery Which Is In Itself A Satisfaction To Sense.

I Could Come Back To America..to Die..but Never, Never To Live.

She Had A Certain Way Of Looking At Life Which He Took As A Personal Offense.

Make The Short Story Tremendously Succinct - With A Very Short Pulse Or Rhythm - And The Closest Selection Of Detail - In Other Words Summarise Intensely And Deeply And Keep Down The Lateral Development. It Should Be A Little Gem Of Bright, Quick, Vivid Form

Money's A Horrid Thing To Follow, But A Charming Thing To Meet.