Most People Sleep Themselves Stupid.

As A Rule People Don't Collect Books; They Let Books Collect Themselves.

I Don't Read My Reviews, I Measure Them.

Time Is The Inexplicable Raw Material Of Everything. With It, All Is Possible, Without It Nothing. The Supply Of Time Is Truly A Daily Miracle, An Affair Genuinely Astonishing When One Examines It.

The Makers Of Literature Are Those Who Have Seen And Felt The Miraculous Interestingness Of The Universe. If You Have Formed...literary Taste...your Life Will Be One Long Ecstasy Of Denying That The World Is A Dull Place.

In Search Of Ideas I Spent Yesterday Morning In Walking About, And Went To The Stores And Bought Things In Four Departments. A Wonderful And Delightful Way Of Spending Time. I Think This Sort Of Activity Does Stimulate Creative Ideas.