Literature ceases to be literature when it commits itself to moral uplift; it becomes moral philosophy or some such dull thing.
I wrote much because I was paid little. I had no great desire to leave a literary name behind me.
The unconscious mind has a habit of asserting itself in the afternoon.
Sanity is a handicap and liability if you're living in a mad world.
Evil has to exist along with good, in order that moral choice may operate.
A man can write one book that can be great, but this doesn't make him a great writer-just the writer of a great book. . . I think a writer has to extend very widely, as well as plunge very deep, to be a great novelist.