One Serious Drawback About Letters Is That,

I Believe It Was Gayelord Hauser, The Nutritionist, Who Said, 'you Are What You Eat,' But If You Happen To Be An Intellectual, You Are What You Quote.

While Reading Writers Of Great Formulatory Power — Henry James, Santayana, Proust — I Find I Can Scarcely Get Through A Page Without Having To Stop To Record Some Lapidary Sentence. Reading Henry James, For Example, I Have Muttered To Myself, "c’mon, Henry, Turn Down The Brilliance A Notch, So I Can Get Some Reading Done." I May Be One Of A Very Small Number Of People Who Have Developed Writer’s Cramp While Reading.

No One Has Really Ever Defined What A Friend Is.

I Just Know So Many People Who Have Six Or Seven Foreign Languages And Have Read Everything And Have Musical Training And They Are Still Dorks

Always Seek The General And Never Quite Trust It.