See the moon? It hates us.

Painters, especially American painters since the Second World War, have been much more troubled, beset by formal perplexity, than American writers. Theyve been a laboratory for everybody.

I believe that because I had obtained a wife who was made up of wife-signs (beauty, charm, softness, perfume, cookery) I had found love.

Food ... is the topmost taper on the golden candelabrum of existence.

The important thing is the educational experience itself — how to survive it.

The writer is one who, emnbarking upon a task, does not know what to do.

Endings are elusive, middles are nowhere to be found, but worst of all is to begin, to begin, to begin.