After you’ve written a story, the thing to do is sell it. Sounds simple, and it is, if one will follow certain basic principles of salesmanship.
If you like the story then don’t hold back in telling me about it, and if you don’t then please keep your opinions to yourself!
The reason men don’t know the law of life is because they’re afraid to look Eternity in the face.
The real trouble with the writing game is that no general rule can be worked out for uniform guidance, and this applies to sales as well as to writing.
I like what I like and not what I’m supposed to like because of mass rating. And I very much dislike the things I don’t like.
Courage is the antidote to danger.
Just because people are liars is no reason for us to be fools.
We’re a dramatic people,” Perry Mason said slowly. “We’re not like the English. The English want dignity and order. We want the dramatic and the spectacular. It’s a national craving. We’re geared to a rapid rate of thought. We want to have things move in a spectacular manner.
To reach your goal, remember that courage is the only antidote for danger.
When a man starts running away from things in life he builds up a whole chain of complexes and fear.
Then I’ll have more fun searching in vain then marrying one of the wrong sort.
Life is like that. We can only see from birth to death. The rest of it is cut from our vision.” Drake.
There was that about her which indicated she was warily watchful.
The whole structure of the law has to be a dignified, imposing edifice and built on firm foundations, if it is going to stand. Whenever you violate the law, you are tearing down a part of that structure, regardless of what goal you may want to achieve.
The best fighters don’t worry about what the other man may do. And if they keep things moving fast enough, the other man is too busy to do much thinking.
A nurse,” I said, “would be wearing a starched uniform, and she’d have a fever thermometer ready to jab into a patient’s mouth at the first sign of acute convalescence.
Events are like telephone poles, streaming back past the observation platform of a speeding train.
I told you just what she was – all velvet and claws!
I like loose clothes, loose company, and loose talk, and to hell with the people who don’t.
But don’t they have more sunshine here than they do in San Francisco? Don’t you have lots of fog?” “Fog!” the man exclaimed. “Why that’s the thing that makes San Francisco. When that fog comes rolling in from the ocean, it peps you up. It’s bracing, stimulating. There’s a lot of rush and bustle in connection with San Francisco. Down here, people seem to have the hookworm. You girls really don’t live here, do you?” “What makes you think we don’t?” Della said. “Too much class – too much pep.