Why then the world’s mine oyster / Which I with sword will open.
“If a student works rigorously, no topic is truly foolish.”
Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue.
A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.
The head that will become a skull is already empty. Madness is the déjà-là of death.
O, damn you and your Paris fads!
My best sources are my travels and my collection of National Geographic.
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
Psychic spies from China try to steal your mind’s elation.
True translation is transparent: it does not obscure the original, does not stand in its light, but rather allows pure language.
Think globally, act locally.
Thought is the thought of thought.
No grand idea was ever born in a conference, but a lot of foolish ideas have died there.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald