In A Hollow Head There Is Much

Mankind Became Hysterical In The Middle Ages Because It Poorly Repressed The Sexual Impressions Of Its Greek Boyhood.

A Good Writer Does Not Receive Anywhere Near The Number Of Poison-pen Letters That Is Commonly Assumed. Among A Hundred Jackassesthere Are Not Ten Who Will Admit To Being Jackasses, And At Most One Who Will Put It In Writing.

Satires Which The Censor Can Understand Are Justly Forbidden

Let My Style Capture All The Sounds Of My Time. This Should Make It An Annoyance To My Contemporaries. But Later Generations Should Hold It To Their Ears Like A Seashell In Which There Is The Music Of An Ocean Of Mud.

There Are Writers Who Can Express In As Little As Twenty Pages What I Occasionally Need As Many As Two For.