Once in Africa I lost the corkscrew and we were forced to live off food and water for weeks.

They can't yank a novelist like they can a pitcher. A novelist has to go the full nine, even if it kills him.

Read anything I write for the pleasure of reading it. Whatever else you find will be the measure of what you brought to the reading.

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

Abstract words such as glory, honor, courage, or hallow were obscene beside the concrete names of villages, the numbers of roads, the names of rivers, the numbers of regiments and the dates.

Once writing has become your major vice and greatest pleasure only death can stop it.

The old man looked at him with his sun-burned, confident loving eyes.