I admire anybody who has the guts to write anything at all.

There is a period near the beginning of every man's life when he has little to cling to except his unmanageable dream, little to support him except good health, and nowhere to go but all over the place.

I am still encouraged to go on. I wouldn't know where else to go.

As in the sexual experience, there are never more than two persons present in the act of reading-the writer, who is the impregnator, and the reader, who is the resspondent. This gives the experience of reading a sublimity and power unequalled by any other form of communication.

Why is it, do you suppose, that an Englishman is unhappy until he has explained America?

Wilbur didn't want food, he wanted love.

There is no trick to it. If you like to write and want to write, you write, no matter where you are or what else you are doing or whether anyone pays any heed.