Animals are stylized characters in a kind of old saga - stylized because even the most acute of them have little leeway as they play out their parts.

It would be hard to define chaos better than as a world where children decide they don't want to live.

If a person sings quietly to himself on the street people smile with approval; but if he talks it's not alright; they think he's crazy. The singer is presumed to be happy and the talker unhappy.

In order to really enjoy a dog, one doesn't merely try to train him to be semi-human. The point of it is to open oneself to the possibility of becoming partly a dog.

There are two kinds of writers: hustlers and sanctimonious hustlers.

The novelist screws up his courage in order to invest another two or three years in another attempt to float a boat of original design upon an invented ocean.

Many people have believed that they were Chosen, but none more baldly than the Texans.