All the contact I have had with politics has left me feeling as though I had been drinking out of spitoons.

The parody is the last refuge of the frustrated writer. Parodies are what you write when you are associate editor of the Harvard Lampoon. The greater the work of literature, the easier the parody. The step up from writing parodies is writing on the wall above the urinal.

It seemed out of place to think of consequences during the fiesta.

I belong to this notebook and this pencil.

He did not say that because he knew that if you said a good thing it might not happen.

There is nothing you can do except try to write it the way that it was. So you must write each day better than you possibly can and use the sorrow that you have now to make you know how the early sorrow came. And you must always remember the things you believed because if you know them they will be there in the writing and you won’t betray them. The writing is the only progress you make.

Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?