[T]he outcry against killing women, if you accept killing at all, is sheer sentimentality. :; Why is it worse to kill a woman than a man?
Most style is not honest enough.
The only hope I can see for the future depends on a wiser and braver use of the reason, not a panic flight from it.
This, indeed, is one of the eternal paradoxes of both life and literature-that without passion little gets done; yet, without control of that passion, its effects are largely ill or null.
At Munich we sold the Czechs for a few months grace, but the disgrace will last as long as history.
Apart from a few simple principles, the sound and rhythm of English prose seem to me matters where both writers and readers should trust not so much to rules as to their ears.
Poetry had far better imply things than preach them directly. . . in the open pulpit her voice grows hoarse and fails.
Fluorine has a protecting action against caries, but this is a local effect. If you drink it, you are running the risk of all kinds of toxic actions.
People have to follow their hearts, and if their hearts lead them to Wal-Mart, so be it.
We set the table, but no one ate.
A Pakistan that falls apart, becomes a failed state, would be of extraordinary danger to Afghanistan and to America.