As a man has no right to kill one of his children if it is diseased or insane, so a man who has made the gradual and conscious expression of his personality in literature the aim of his life, has no right to suppress himself any carefully considered work which seemed good enough when it was written. Suppression, if it is deserved, will come rapidly enough from the same causes that suppress the unworthy members of a man's family.
WritingCensorshipCriticismIntegrityLiteratureSelf expression
Some published work may genuinely be better left unpublished.
I knew the stars, the flowers, and the birds, The gray and wintry sides of many glens, And did but half remember human words, In converse with the mountains, m…
I'm a good scholar when it comes to reading but a blotting kind of writer when you give me a pen.
What is the price of a thousand horses against a son where there is one son only?
Shaw's plays are the price we pay for Shaw's prefaces.
One of the objections I have against Campbell's Astounding was that there was too little love in it. It was a very loveless magazine. They never took enough ac…
Dr. Kettle was wont to say that Seneca writes as a Boare does pisse, scilicet by jirkes.