Why runners make lousy communists. In a word, individuality. It's the one characteristic all runners, as different as they are, se...em to share.... Stick with it. Push yourself. Keep running. And you'll never lose that wonderful sense of individuality you now enjoy. Right, comrade?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My race groaned. It was our people falling. It was another lynching, yet another Black man hanging on a tree. One more woman ambus...hed and raped. A Black boy whipped and maimed. It was hounds on the trail of a man running through slimy swamps.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The pleasure of jogging and running is rather like that of wearing a fur coat in Texas in August: the true joy comes in being able... to take the damn thing off.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Bolkenstein, a Minister, was speaking on the Dutch programme from London, and he said that they ought to make a collection of diar...ies and letters after the war. Of course, they all made a rush at my diary immediately. Just imagine how interesting it would be if I were to publish a romance of the "Secret Annexe." The title alone would be enough to make people think it was a detective story.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Well, Fitz, I looked all through that bible, it was in very fine print and stumbling on that great book Ecclesiastics, read it alo...ud to all who would listen. Soon I was alone and began cursing the bloody bible because there were no titles in it--although I found the source of practically every good title you ever heard of. But the boys, principally Kipling, had been there before me and swiped all the good ones so I called the book Men Without Women hoping it would have a large sale among the fairies and old Vassar Girls.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If any ambitious man have a fancy to revolutionize, at one effort, the universal world of human thought, human opinion, and human ...sentiment, the opportunity is his own--the road to immortal renown lies straight, open, and unencumbered before him. All that he has to do is to write and publish a very little book. Its title should be simple--a few plain words--"My Heart Laid Bare." But--this little book must be true to its title.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part... Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other word would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »