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A BOOK IS A MIRROR: IF AN ASS PEERS INTO IT, YOU CAN’T EXPECT AN APOSTLE TO LOOK OUT.

ONE HATES AN AUTHOR THAT’S ALL AUTHOR.

There are two motives for reading a book: one, that you enjoy it; the other, that you can boast about it.

IT IS WHAT YOU READ WHEN YOU DON’T HAVE TO THAT DETERMINES WHAT YOU WILL BE WHEN YOU CAN’T HELP IT.

No human being ever spoke of scenery for above two minutes at a time, which makes me suspect that we hear too much of it in literature.

The remarkable thing about Shakespeare is that he really is very good, in spite of all the people who say he is very good.

The remarkable thing about Shakespeare is that he really is very good, in spite of all the people who say he is very good.

THE PERSON, BE IT GENTLEMAN OR LADY, WHO HAS NOT PLEASURE IN A GOOD NOVEL, MUST BE INTOLERABLY STUPID.

The only demand I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole life to reading my works.

A MAN CAN NEVER HAVE TOO MUCH RED WINE, TOO MANY BOOKS, OR TOO MUCH AMMUNITION.

BOOKS DON’T NEED BATTERIES.

Music with dinner is an insult both to the cook and the violinist.

One should either be a work of art, or wear a work of art.

One should either be a work of art, or wear a work of art.

Oone should alwayd be drunk… With wine, with poetry, or with virtue as you choose. but get drunk

Don’t ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.

I OWE MY SUCCESS TO HAVING LISTENED RESPECTFULLY… TO THE VERY BEST ADVICE… AND THEN GOING AWAY AND DOING THE EXACT OPPOSITE.

You know how advice is. You only want it if it agrees with what you wanted to do anyway.

WISDOM IS BETTER THAN WIT, AND IN THE LONG RUN WILL CERTAINLY HAVE THE LAUGH ON HER SIDE.

Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.

Most people would sooner die than think; in fact, they do so.

Reviewers, with some rare exceptions, are a most stupid and malignant race. As a bankrupt thief turns thief-taker in despair, so an unsuccessful author turns critic.

People who are paid to have attitudes toward things, professional critics, make me sick; camp following eunuchs of literature.

Write how you want, the critic shall show the world you could have written better.