I belong to this notebook and this pencil.

That terrible mood of depression of whether it's any good or not is what is known as The Artist's Reward.

Critics are men who watch a battle from a high place then come down and shoot the survivors.

Good dialogue is not real speech-it's the illusion of real speech.

There are worse places to be than on your own.

I started out very quiet and I beat Mr. Turgenev. Then I trained hard and I beat Mr. de Maupassant. I've fought two draws with Mr. Stendhal, and I think I had an edge in the last one. But nobody's going to get me in any ring with Mr. Tolstoy unless I'm crazy or I keep getting better.

I felt the death loneliness that comes at the end of every day that is wasted in your life.