The time not to become a father is eighteen years before a war.

When snow accumulates week after week, month after month, it works curious miracles.

The whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.

I have a spaniel that defrocked a nun last week. He took hold of the cord. I had hold of the leash. It was like elephants holding tails. Imagine me undressing a nun, even second hand.

The city is like poetry; it compresses all life, all races and breeds, into a small island and adds music and the accompaniment of internal engines.

Writing is hard work and bad for the health.

Trust me, Wilbur. People are very gullible. They'll believe anything they see in print.