The novel is a perfect medium for revealing to us the changing rainbow of our living relationships. The novel can help us to live,as nothing else can: no didactic Scripture, anyhow. If the novelist keeps his thumb out of the pan.

Unless one decorates one's house for oneself alone, best leave it bare, for other people are walleyed.

You can't insure against the future, except by really believing in the best bit of you, and in the power beyond it.

An illusion which is a real experience is worth having.

Are you willing to be sponged out, erased, cancelled, made nothing? Are you willing to be made nothing? Dipped into oblivion? If not, you will never really change.

The goal is to know how not-to-know.

We've got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.