Conventionality Is Not Morality.

I Would Always Rather Be Happy Than Dignified.

But This I Know; The Writer Who Possesses The Creative Gift Owns Something Of Which He Is Not Always Master--something That At Times Strangely Wills And Works For Itself. He May Lay Down Rules And Devise Principles, And To Rules And Principles It Will Perhaps For Years Lie In Subjection; And Then, Haply Without Any Warning Of Revolt, There Comes A Time When It Will No Longer Consent.

Say Whatever Your Memory Suggests Is True; But Add Nothing And Exaggerate Nothing.

You Have Rather The Look Of Another World. I Marvelled Where You Had Got That Sort Of Face.

Flattery Would Be Worse Than Vain; There Is No Consolation In Flattery.