Surviving means being born over and over.

It's only when you're forbidden to talk about the future that you suddenly realize how much the future normally occupies the present.

It was easy enough to kill yourself in a fit of despair. It was easy enough to play the martyr. It was harder to do nothing. To endure your life. To wait.

Art keeps one young, I think, because it keeps one perpetually a beginner, perpetually a child.

A man assumes that a woman's refusal is just part of a game. Or, at any rate, a lot of men assume that. When a man says no, it's no. When a woman says no, it's yes, or at least maybe. There is even a joke to that effect. And little by little, women begin to believe in this view of themselves.

There were 117 psychoanalysts on the Pan Am flight to Vienna and I'd been treated by at least six of them. And married a seventh.

Writers are always at the edge of the inferno, and the fire is licking at our toes. Luckily, this turns us on!