California, that advance post of our civilization, with its huge aircraft factories, — J. B. Priestley
There are plenty of clever young writers. But there is too much genius, not enough talent. — J. B. Priestley
Childhood, catching our imagination when it is fresh and tender, never lets go of us. — J. B. Priestley
One of the delights known to age, and beyond the grasp of youth, is that of Not Going. — J. B. Priestley