Authors Quotes

Those authors who would find many readers, must endeavour to please while they instruct.

I have been told by hospital authorities that more copies of my works are left behind by departing patients than those of any other author.

Then the postman rang, and that day I quit work and ran along the streets, stopping automobiles to tell friends and acquaintances about it – my novel This Side of Paradise was accepted for publication. That week the postman rang and rang, and I paid off my terrible small debts, bought a suit, and woke […]

A successful author is equally in danger of the diminution of his fame, whether he continues or ceases to write.

Anthology construction is one of the pleasantest hobbies that a person who is not mad about golf and bridge – that is to say, a thinking person – can possibly have.

That a germ of Michel (the immoralist) exists in me goes without saying. How many buds we bear in us… that will never blossom save in our books! They are ‘dormant eyes’ as the botanists call them. But if intentionally you suppress all of them “but one”, how it grows at once! How it enlarges, […]

Of the innumerable authors whose performances are thus treasured up in magnificent obscurity (in a library), most are forgotten, because they never deserved to be remembered, and owed the honors which they once obtained, not to judgment or to genius, to labour or to art, but to the prejudice of faction, the strategems of intrigue, […]

Goose, n. A bird that supplies quills for writing. These (quills) when inked and drawn mechanically across paper by a person called an “author,” there results a very fair and accurate transcript of the fowl’s thought and feeling.

“Keep daily notes,” Max Jacobs said, “neat, legible notes with exact dates. If I had kept a diary day by day, today I would have a whole encyclopedia. One word re-creates a whole atmosphere. Oh, how much we lose! What jewels are lost! Be sure to keep a journal of your life. Like this: “June […]

To judge rightly of an author, we must transport ourselves to his time, and examine what were the wants of his contemporaries, and what were his means of supplying them. That which is easy at one time was difficult at another.