I think writers like old cities and are made very nervous by new cities.

Anathematization of the world is not an adequate response to the world.

Succeed! It has been done, and with a stupidity that can astound the most experienced.

There was no particular point at which I stopped being promising.

Art is not difficult because it wishes to be difficult, but because it wishes to be art.

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

--Why are we fighting them? --They're mad. We're sane. --How do we know? --That we're sane? --Yes. --Am I sane? --To all appearances. --And you, do you consider yourself sane? --I do. --Well, there you have it. --But don't they also consider themselves sane? --I think they know. Deep down. That they're not sane. --How must that make them feel? --Terrible, I should think. They must fight ever more fiercely, in order to deny what they know to be true. That they are not sane.