The act of writing is either something the writer dreads or actually likes, and I actually like it. Even re-writing’s fun. You’re getting somewhere, whether it seems to move or not.
JAMES THURBERThe trouble with the lost generation is that it didn’t get lost enough.
More James Thurber Quotes
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Unless artists can remember what it was to be a little boy, they are only half complete as artist and as man.
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Love is what you’ve been through with somebody.
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Let the meek inherit the earth — they have it coming to them.
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Beautiful things don’t ask for attention.
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Man has gone long enough, or even too long, without being man enough to face the simple truth that the trouble with man is man.
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Man is flying too fast for a world that is round. Soon he will catch up with himself in a great rear end collision.
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I can feel a thing I cannot touch and touch a thing I cannot feel. The first is sad and sorry, the second is your heart.
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The most dangerous food is wedding cake.
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Humor is a serious thing. I like to think of it as one of our greatest earliest natural resources, which must be preserved at all cost.
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So much has already been written about everything that you can’t find out anything about it.
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Comedy has to be done en clair. You can’t blunt the edge of wit or the point of satire with obscurity. Try to imagine a famous witty saying that is not immediately clear.
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Sixty minutes of thinking of any kind is bound to lead to confusion and unhappiness.
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For one thing, she pronounced flowers ‘flars’ and I couldn’t let it slide.
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Somebody has said that woman’s place is in the wrong. That’s fine. What the wrong needs is a woman’s presence and a woman’s touch. She is far better equipped than men to set it right.
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I was seized by the stern hand of Compulsion, that dark, unreasonable Urge that impels women to clean house in the middle of the night.
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