But in the night he woke and held her tight as though she were all of life and it was being taken from him. He held her feeling she was all of life there was and it was true.

But after I got them to leave and shut the door and turned off the light it wasn't any good. It was like saying good-by to a statue. After a while I went out and left the hospital and walked back to the hotel in the rain.

The telephone and visitors are the work destroyers.

Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.

For a poet he threw a very accurate milk bottle.

Mice: What is the best early training for a writer? Y.C.: An unhappy childhood.

You ought to dream. All our biggest businessmen have been dreamers.