He did not care for the lying at first. He hated it. Then later he had come to like it. It was part of being an insider but it was a very corrupting business.

I did not care what it was all about. All I wanted to know was how to live in it. Maybe if you found out how to live in it you learned from that what is was all about.

Write the best story that you can and write it as straight as you can.

The road to Hell is paved with unbought stuffed dogs.

If a writer knows enough about what he is writing about, he may omit things that he knows. The dignity of movement of an iceberg is due to only one ninth of it being above water.

Some other places were not so good but maybe we were not so good when we were in them.

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