Capote I truly loathed. The way you might loathe an animal. A filthy animal that has found its way into the house.

When the Presidential virus attacks the system there is a tendency for the patient in his fever to move from the Right or the Left to the Center where the curative votes are.

Style is knowing who you are, what you want to say, and not giving a damn.

The malady of civilized man is his knowledge of death. The good artist, like the wise man, addresses himself to life and invests with his private vision the deeds and thoughts of men. The creation of a work of art, like an act of love, is our one small 'yes' at the center of a vast 'no'.

What we are is seldom what we want to be, while what we want to be is either denied us or changes with the seasons.

All children alarm their parents, if only because you are forever expecting to encounter yourself.

I suppose that one is always tempted to challenge those who think that they and they alone possess the truth or the way or the key to the mystery.