Sometimes you know the story. Sometimes you make it up as you go along and have no idea how it will come out.

All stories, if continued far enough, end in death.

The sinews of war are five - men, money, materials, maintenance (food) and morale.

You make something from things that have happened and from things that exist and from all things that you know and all those you cannot know, and you make something through your invention that is truer than anything true and alive, and if you make it well enough, you give it immortality.

Because Fascism is a lie, it is condemned to literary sterility. And when it is past, it will have no history, except the bloody history of murder.

Never mistake motive for action.

Everyone my age had written a novel and I was still having difficulty writing a paragraph.