Use No Superfluous Word, No Adjective, Which

I Should Consent To Breed Under Pressure, If I Were Convinced In Any Way Of The Reasonableness Of Reproducing The Species. But My Nerves And The Nerves Of Any Woman I Could Live With Three Months, Would Produce Only A Victim... Lacking In Impulse, A Mere Bundle Of Discriminations. If I Were Wealthy I Might Subsidize A Stud Of Young Peasants, Or A Tribal Group In Tahiti.

No Verse Is Libre For The Man Who Wants To Do A Good Job.

Literature Does Not Exist In A Vacuum. Writers As Such Have A Definite Social Function Exactly Proportional To Their Ability As Writers. This Is Their Main Use.

A Slave Is One Who Waits For Someone To Come And Free Him.

When Words Cease To Cling Close To Things, Kingdoms Fall, Empires Wane And Diminish.