One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual.

We must leave this terrifying place to-morrow and go searching for sunshine.

I learned a little of beauty - enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth.

There was never a good biography of a good novelist. There couldn't be. He is too many people if he's any good.

...their eyes are full of kindness as each feels the full effect of novelty after a short separation. They are drawing a relaxation from each other's presence, a new serenity.

I might have enjoyed the company of a woman or two... Or three but that had never stopped me from loving you.

Having once found the intensity of art, nothing else that can happen in life can ever again seem as important as the creative process.