The worst enemy of human hope is not brute facts, but men of brains who will not face them.
As for plenty, we had not only for necessity, conveniency and decency, but for delight and pleasure to superfluity.
I set myself 600 words a day as a minimum output, regardless of the weather, my state of mind or if I'm sick or well. There must be 600 finished words-not almost right words.