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Work keeps at bay, three great evils -- boredom, vice and need.


It doesn't matter much what happens in this world, there's going to be somebody who'll tell you that he knew it would.


Spring will still come, without you. Fruit will still be on the trees, without you. The tide will still come in, without you. If they can do without you so can I. So go back in your shell -- I'll do bloody well without you.


The beauties of the world are best seen by those who strive to reach them.


The world, as a rule, does not live on beaches and in country clubs.


When you deplore the conditions in the world, ask yourself, am I part of the problem or part of the solution?


Nobody knows what a boy is worth. We'll have to wait and see. But every man in a noble place a boy once used to be.


Nothing is worth making that does not make the man.


When the well's dry, they know the worth of water.


All good writing is swimming under water and holding your breath.


An author ought to write for the youth of his own generation, the critics of the next, and the schoolmasters of ever afterwards.


Mostly, we authors must repeat ourselves -- that's the truth. We have two or three great moving experiences in our lives -- experiences so great and moving that it doesn't seem at the time that anyone else has been so caught up and pounded and dazzled and astonished and beaten and broken and rescued and illuminated and rewarded and humbled in just that way ever before.


My idea is always to reach my generation. The wise writer writes for the youth of his own generation, the critics of the next, and the schoolmasters of ever afterward.


Often I think writing is a sheer paring away of oneself leaving always something thinner, barer, more meager.


Writers aren't people exactly. Or, if they're any good, they're a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person. It's like actors, who try so pathetically not to look in mirrors. Who lean back ward trying -- only to see their faces in the reflecting chandeliers.