Success is relative. It is what we can make of the mess we have made of things.
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- Each venture is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate with shabby equipment always deteriorating in the general mess of imprecision of feeling.
- The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do things, and yet you are not decrepit enough to turn them down.
- War is not a life: it is a situation, one which may neither be ignored nor accepted.
- It cannot be inherited, and if you want it you must obtain it by great labor.
- Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.
- Footfalls echo in the memory down the passage which we did not take towards the door we never opened into the rose-garden.