The world was like a huge red carpet out ahead of me to be walked on. And it stretched on and on, no end.

Hey, you must be doin' good, 'cause I never hear from you.

Whatever hysteria exists is inflamed by mystery, suspicion and secrecy. Hard and exact facts will cool it.

I was taken in by what might be called the Hard Times version of the Communists' advertising or recruiting technique.

I've come to believe that everything worth achieving is beyond one's capacity - or seems so at first. The thing is to persist, not back off, fight your fight, pay your dues, and carry on. Effort is all; continue and you may get there despite everything.

Never underestimate the narcissism of a writer.

I was both very successful and very left; the living demonstration of how you could be on the left and still be in the gossip columns and be envied for the money you made.