When I feel that I'm going to write a detective story, I buy a five pound box of chocolates and a ream of paper. When the candy is all gone and the paper all used up, I know that the book is long enough.

What is a magazine? A small body of Literature entirely surrounded by advertisements.

A fool and his money are soon married.

musicians rarely have a sense of humour, at least, about themselves.

... as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, the ideal library is in the wish of its maker.

All through the nineties I met people. Crowds of people. Met and met and met, until it seemed that people were born and hastily grew up, just to be met.

A profit is not without honor save in Boston.