Last time I talked to her she didn't sound like herself. She's depressed. It's awful what happens when people run out of money. They start thinking they're no good.

I’ve seen how you can’t learn anything when you’re trying to look like the smartest person in the room.

I think that when people read fiction, they're really reading for wisdom. I am. That's what most of us really love. If we read a novel that rocks our world, it's because there's something in it that we didn't know already. Not just information but really wisdom - sort of what to do with our information. And wisdom comes from experience.

I learned to write by reading the kind of books I wished I'd written.

Life proceeds, it enrages. The untouched ones spend their luck without a thought, believing they deserve it.

Loose lips sink ships.

I've about decided that's the main thing that separates happy people from the other people: the feeling that you're a practical item, with a use, like a sweater or a socket wrench.