... The Stomach Is Near The Heart

There Is As Much Vanity In Self-scourgings As In Self-justification.

My Mind Is Not Suited To Go Much Into Company.

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

Very Rare, The Intelligence Of The Heart. The Intelligence Of The Whimsical Brain Is Less Rare, Less Attaching, Sometimes Tedious.

A Writer's First Duty Is To Be Clear. Clarity Is An Excellent Virtue. Like All Virtues It Can Be Pursued At Ruinous Cost. Paid, So Far As I Am Concerned, Joyfully.