Writing a novel is a terrible experience, during which the hair often falls out and the teeth decay.

Well, if it's a symbol, to hell with it.

If there were no hell, we would be like the animals. No hell, no dignity.

If you're a Catholic you believe what the Church teaches and the climate makes no difference.

I don’t want any of this artificial superficial feeling stimulated by the choir. Today I have proved myself a glutton—​for Scotch oatmeal cookies and erotic thought. There is nothing left to say of me.

As for the blood and the head business, the blood and the head work together and what is not first in the blood can sometimes reach it by going first through the head and what is wrong in the blood can sometimes be tempered by the head.

We lost our innocence in the Fall, and our turn to it is through the Redemption which was brought about by Christ's death and by our slow participation in it. Sentimentality is a skipping of this process in its concrete reality and an early arrival at a mock state of innocence, which strongly suggests its opposite.