There Are Three Thing In The World

I Am Finding It Very Hard To Get My Novel Started. I Suffer From Stylistic Abscesses; And Sentences Keep Itching Without Coming To A Head.

What Is The Beautiful, If Not The Impossible.

The Heart, Like The Stomach, Wants A Varied Diet.

One Arrives At Style Only With Atrocious Effort, With Fanatical And Devoted Stubbornness.

They Took Each Other's Advice, Opened One Book, Went Over To Another, Then Did Not Know What To Decide When Opinions Diverged So Widely.