When I started writing I wanted the best tools. I skipped right over chisels on rocks, stylus on wet clay plates, quills and fountain pens, even mechanical pencils, and went straight to one of the...

It is a pity he did not write in pencil. As you have no doubt frequently observed, the impression usually goes through — a fact which has dissolved many a happy marriage.

Pen-bereavement is a serious matter.

I prefer the pen. There is something elemental about the glide and flow of nib and ink on paper.

Bolts work on nuts; pens work on paper. But you must work on yourself. Go, get working!

If pens doubled as bullets, I bet few writers would want to write about war.

Writing with a biro is the emotional equivalent of giving your loved one a plastic rose on Valentine’s Day.

Rarely do pens go dry in restaurants.

These reasonings will furnish us with an adequate definition of a true critic: that he is a discoverer and collector of writers’ faults. Which may be farther put beyond dispute by the following demonstration: that...