It Was A Decent New Year's, But

I Love My Work But Do Not Know How I Write It.

I Confess That Reading Proofs Is A Pleasure. It Stimulates And Inspires Me.

Men May Rise On Stepping Stones Of Their Dead Selves To Higher Things.

There Was Never An Angler Who Lived But That There Was A Fish Capable Of Taking The Conceit Out Of Him.

Every Once In A While I Feel The Tremendous Force Of The Novel. But It Does Not Stay With Me.