Boredom, that silent spider, was spinning its web in the darkness in every corner of her heart.

I invite all brats to throw their cookies at the baker's head if they're not sweet, winos to chuck their wine if it's bad, the dying to shuck their souls when they croak, and men to throw their existence in God's face when it's bitter

It is splendid to be a great writer, to put men into the frying pan of your words and make them pop like chestnuts.

Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.

Success is a consequence and must not be a goal.

What a heavy oar the pen is, and what a strong current ideas are to row in!

The most important thing in the world is to hold your soul aloft.