Great literature must spring from an upheaval in the author's soul. If that upheaval is not present then it must come from the works of any other author which happens to be handy and easily adapted.

Anyone can do any amount of work provided it isn't the work he is supposed to be doing at the moment.

Drawing on my fine command of the English language, I said nothing.

I do most of my work sitting down; that's where I shine.

The thing that teases the mind over and over for years, and at last gets itself put down rightly on paper-whether little or great, it belongs to Literature.

Books, the children of the brain.

Strangely, some songs you really don't want to write. I didn't like writing 'Heathen'. There was something so ominous and final about it. It was early in the m…