No One Asks Public Men To Be

The Impossible Talked Of Is Less Impossible From The Moment Words Are Laid To It.

In My Firm, We Dealt In Lies. Advertising Is That ... The Skilful Use Of The Truth To Mislead, To Spoil, To Debase.

If The Novel Is Dying, I See No Chance That Dismembering It Will Revive It.

The Critic's Hankering To Be Law-giver Rather Than Servant Of Literature Is Irrepressible.

Truth Is The Only Good And The Purest Pity. ... Men Lie For Profit Or For Pity. All Lies Turn To Poison, But A Lie That Is Told For Pity Or Shame Breeds Such A Host Of Ills That No Power On Earth Can Compass Their Redemption.