There are places in my heart...where no living soul...has...or can ever...trespass.

I'll tell you what I really think about politicians. The other night I watched some politicians on television talking about Vietnam. I wanted very much to burst through the screen with a flame thrower and burn their eyes out and their balls off and then inquire from them how they would assess the action from a political point of view.

Don't forget the earth's about five thousand million years old, at least. Who can afford to live in the past?

One's life has many compartments.

It’s very difficult to feel contempt for others when you see yourself in the mirror.

Occasionally it does hit me, the words on a page. And I still love doing that, as I have for the last 60 years.

I ought not to speak about the dead because the dead are all over the place.