Loneliness is a strange gift.

The only sense that is common in the long run, is the sense of change and we all instinctively avoid it.

Television hangs on the questionable theory that whatever happens anywhere should be sensed everywhere. If everyone is going to be able to see everything, in the long run all sights may lose whatever rarity value they once possessed, and it may well turn out that people, being able to see and hear practically everything, will be specially interested in almost nothing.

It was the best place to be, thought Wilbur, this warm delicious cellar, with the garrulous geese, the changing seasons, the heat of the sun, the passage of swallows, the nearness of rats, the sameness of sheep, the love of spiders, the smell of manure, and the glory of everything.

A writer's style reveals something of his spirit, his habits, his capacites, his bias...it is the Self escaping into the open.

It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.

I have no warm up exercises, other than to take an occasional drink.