Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius. Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real. One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed at one's luck. The act of writing is an act of thought.
All writing is experimental in the beginning.
It is an attempt to solve a problem, to find a meaning, to discover its own way towards a meaning. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way. Whatever you can do, or dream you can do, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.