The fish is my friend too...I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars. Imagine if each day a man must try to kill the moon, he thought. The moon runs away. But imagine if a man each day should have to try to kill the sun? We were born lucky; he thought

You’re my religion. You’re all I’ve got.

But did thee feel the earth move?

Imagination? It is the one thing beside honesty that a good writer must have. The more he learns from experience the more he can imagine.

A man's got to take a lot of punishment to write a really funny book.

As to Hemingway, I read him for the first time in the early 'forties, something about bells, balls and bulls, and loathed it.

He remembered poor Julian [actually F. Scott Fitzgerald] and his romantic awe of them and how he had started a story once that began, "The very rich are different from you and me." And how someone had said to Julian, "Yes, they have more money."