In the nineteenth century the problem was that God is dead. In the twentieth century the problem is that man is dead.
A writer of fiction lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not.
A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.
Unless you have been to boarding-school when you are very young it is...
A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute...
Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.
If you have everything under control, you're not moving fast enough
Thought is an errand boy, fear a mine of...
