Wherever Humanity Has Made That

It Takes A Great Deal Of Experience To Become Natural.

Most Of The Basic Material A Writer Works With Is Acquired Before The Age Of Fifteen.

Life Was So Short That It Meant Nothing At All Unless It Were Continually Reinforced By Something That Endured; Unless The Shadows Of Individual Existence Came And Went Against A Background That Held Together.

When The Eyes Of The Flesh Are Shut, The Eyes Of The Spirit Are Open.

Many People Seem To Think That Art Is A Luxury To Be Imported And Tacked On To Life. Art Springs Out Of The Very Stuff That Life Is Made Of. Most Of Our Young Authors Start To Write A Story And Make A Few Observations From Nature To Add Local Color. The Results Are Invariably False And Hollow. Art Must Spring Out Of The Fullness And Richness Of Life.