Because we would not wear any clothes because it was so hot and the windows open and the swallows flying over the roofs of the houses and when it was dark afterward and you went to the window very small bats hunting over the houses and close down over the trees and we would drink capri and the door locked and it hot and only a sheet and the whole night and we would both love each other all night in the hot night in Milan. That was how it ought to be.

Never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a crime.

Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now.

Good writing is good conversation, only more so.

Write the story, take out all the good lines, and see if it still works.

We have very primitive emotions,” he said . “It's impossible not to be competitive. Spoils everything, though.

Auto racing, bull fighting, and mountain climbing are the only real sports... all the others are games.