The novelist must be his own most harsh critic and also his own most loving admirer and about both he must say nothing.

The novelist must be his own most harsh critic and also his own most loving admirer and about both he must say nothing.

The opportunities for heroism are limited in this kind of world: the most people can do is sometimes not to be as weak as they've been at other times.

The roots of art and play lie very close together.

I have no concern for the common man except that he should not be so common.

All fiction for me is a kind of magic and trickery, a confidence trick, trying to make people believe something is true that isn't.

Envy has the ugliness of a trapped rat that has gnawed its own foot in its effort to escape.