Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated.

I am thee and thou art me and all of one is the other.

The good parts of a book may be only something a writer is lucky enough to overhear or it may be the wreck of his whole damn life - and one is as good as another.

I may not be as stong as I think, but I know many tricks and I have resolution.

When I am working on a book or a story I write every morning as soon after first light as possible. There is no one to disturb you and it is cool or cold and you come to your work and warm as you write. . . .When you stop you are as empty, and at the same time never empty but filling, as when you have e made love to someone you love. Nothing can hurt you, nothing can happen, nothing means anything until the next day when you do it again. It is the wait until the next day that is hard to get through.

The ocean is worth writing about just as man is.

I am so in love with you that there isn’t anything else.