Concrete is heavy; iron is hard - but the grass will prevail.

I would prefer to write about everything; what else is there? But one must be selective.

There has never been an 'original' sin: each is quite banal.

What is truth? I don't know and I'm sorry I brought it up.

There are two kinds of people I cannot abide: bigots and any well-organized ethnic group.

I would never betray a friend to serve a cause. Never reject a friend to help an institution. Great nations may fall in ruin before I would sell a friend to save them.

There is a deep, abiding, unshakable satisfaction in a life of complete failure.