He Who Has Nothing To Assert Has

Go Anywhere In England Where There Are Natural Wholesome, Contented And Really Nice English People; And What Do You Find? That The Stables Are The Real Centre Of The Household.

Which Painting In The National Gallery Would I Save If There Was A Fire? The One Nearest The Door Of Course.

After Studying The Hungarian Language For Years, I Can Confidently Conclude That Had Hungarian Been My Mother Tongue, It Would Have Been More Precious. Simply Because Through This Extraordinary, Ancient And Powerful Language It Is Possible To Precisely Describe The Tiniest Differences And The Most Secretive Tremors Of Emotions.

That Is What All Poets Do: They Talk To Themselves Out Loud; And The World Overhears Them. But It's Horribly Lonely Not To Hear Someone Else Talk Sometimes.

Keep Away From Books And From Men Who Get Their Ideas From Books, And Your Own Books Will Always Be Fresh.