Money was the manure of politics.

The only way to do it is to do it: by writing, writing, writing.

The only people who are not in awe of Emerson's powerful voice and well-nigh superhuman strength are the members of his own family. He is aware of this, and often complains about it; so from time to time I like to put on a little show of being intimidated. 'Proceed, my dear,' I said apologetically.

Getting an idea for a book is not the problem, but you need 300 ideas - an idea a page.

I don't think she realized how much she cared for him, or he for her, until the end. Hasn't someone said a woman may be known by the men who love her enough to die for her? (If they haven't, I claim the credit myself.)

Spring is always cruel, with its false promise of resurrection.

I knew the answer, and--of course--so did Ramses. He has superb breath control and always gets in ahead of me.