Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car. |
A writer is like a bean plant - he has his little day, and then gets stringy. |
The terror of the atom age is not the violence of the new power but the speed of man's adjustment to it, the speed of his acceptance. |
There's no limit to how complicated things can get, on account of one thing always leading to another. |
The trouble with the profit system has always been that it was highly unprofitable to most people. |
Commas in The New Yorker fall with the precision of knives in a circus act, outlining the victim. |
The time not to become a father is eighteen years before a war. |
When I was a child people simply looked about them and were moderately happy; today they peer beyond the seven seas, bury themselves waist deep in tidings, and by and large what they see and hear makes them unutterably sad. |
Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men. |
The critic leaves at curtain fall To find, in starting to review it, He scarcely saw the play at all For starting to review it. |
There is nothing more likely to start disagreement among people or countries than an agreement. |
I can only assume that your editorial writer tripped over the First Amendment and thought it was the office cat. |
I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority. |
English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education - sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street. |
Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one. |
Be obscure clearly. |