There Is No Magic Method

The Test Of A First-rate Work, And A Test Of Your Sincerity In Calling It A First-rate Work, Is That You Finish It.

Being A Husband Is A Whole-time Job.

Every Scene, Even The Commonest, Is Wonderful, If Only One Can Detach Oneself, Casting Off All Memory Of Use And Custom, And Behold It (as It Were) For The First Time; In Its Right, Authentic Colors; Without Making Comparisons. Cherish And Burnish This Faculty Of Seeing Crudely, Simply, Artlessly, Ignorantly; Of Seeing Like A Baby Or A Lunatic, Who Lives Each Moment By Itself And Tarnishes By The Present No Remembrance Of The Past.

As A Rule People Don't Collect Books; They Let Books Collect Themselves.

There Is No Magic Method Of Beginning... Take Hold Of Your Nerves, And Jump.