The devil has his elect. >>
The past is all holy to us; the dead are all holy; even they that were >>
If those gentlemen would let me alone I should be much obliged to them >>
One learns little more about a man from his feats of literary memory t >>
The hardest thing to do is to write straight honest prose on human bei >>
All literature is gossip. >>
There is a great discovery still to be made in literature, that of paying literary men by the quantity they do not write.