It Is The Public Scandal That Offends;

Some Of The Most Famous Books Are The Least Worth Reading. Their Fame Was Due To Their Having Done Something That Needed To Be Doing In Their Day. The Work Is Done And The Virtue Of The Book Has Expired.

Solitude Terrifies The Soul At Twenty.

The Maturing Process Of Becoming A Writer Is Akin To That Of A Harlot. First You Do It For Love, Then For A Few Friends, And Finally Only For Money.

Most People Die From The Remedy Rather Than From The Illness.

There Is No Praise To Bear The Sort That You Put In Your Pocket.