In Her Single Person She Managed To

She Must Face Her Grief Where The Struggle Is Always Hardest-in The Place Where Each Trivial Object Is Attended By Pleasant Memories.

The Attraction Of Horror Is A Mental, Or Even An Intellectual, Excitement, But The Fascination Of The Repulsive, So Noticeable Incontemporary Writing, Can Spring Openly From Some Rotted Substance Within Our Civilization.

I Don't Like Human Nature, But I Do Like Human Beings.

No Idea Is So Antiquated That It Was Not Once Modern. No Idea Is So Modern That It Will Not Someday Be Antiquated.

As Far Back As I Remember, Long Before I Could Write, I Had Played At Making Stories. But Not Until I Was Seven Or More, Did I Begin To Pray Every Night, "o God, Let Me Write Books! Please, God, Let Me Write Books!"