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