Great art is indefinable but that's all right; it exists anyway.

The ideal kitchen-sink novel: Throw in everything but the kitchen sink. Then add the kitchen sink.

It is true that some of my fiction was based on actual events. But the events took place after the fiction was written.

Women: We cannot love them all. But we must try.

Our job is to record, each in his own way, this world of light and shadow and time that will never come again exactly as it is today.

Simplicity is always a virtue. One kid on a riverbank working out a Stephen Foster tune on his new harmonica heard from the correct esthetic distance projects more magic and power than the entire Vienna Philharmonic and Chorus laboring (once again) through the Mozart Requiem or Bach's B Minor Mass.

Let the people walk. Or ride horses, bicycles, mules, wild pigs-anything-but keep the automobiles and the motorcycles and all their motorized relatives out. We have agreed not to drive our automobiles into cathedrals, concert halls, art museums, legislative assemblies, private bedrooms and other sanctums of our culture; we should treat our national parks with the same deference, for they, too, are holy places.