Man's Greatest Weakness Is His Love For

The Trees That Are Slow To Grow Bear The Best Fruit.

Writing Is Like Prostitution. First You Do It For Love, And Then For A Few Close Friends, And Then For Money.

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.

People Can Be Induced To Swallow Anything, Provided It Is Sufficiently Seasoned With Praise.

I Might, By Chance, Write Something Just As Shoddy; But Then I Wouldn't Show It To Everybody.