You cannot love without intuition.

They think my mother's ashes are marijuana.

If two people loved, they slept together; it was a mathematical formula, tested and proved by human experience.

No building was safe from the furniture, the pictures, the human beings that it would presently contain.

God is love. I don't say the heart doesn't feel a taste of it, but what a taste. The smallest glass of love mixed with a pint pot of ditch-water. We wouldn't recognize that love. It might even look like hate. It would be enough to scare us - God's love.

All good novelists have bad memories.

It was like having a box of chocolates shut in the bedroom drawer. Until the box was empty it occupied the mind too much.