We work in the dark -- we do what we can -- we give what we have.

I hold any writer sufficiently justified who is himself in love with his theme.

Don’t underestimate the value of irony—it is extremely valuable.

Americans will eat garbage provided you sprinkle it liberally with ketchup.

You seemed to me to be soaring far up in the blue - to be sailing in the bright light, over the heads of men. Suddenly some one tosses up a faded rosebud - a missile that should never have reached you - and down you drop to the ground.

I recall my fleeting instants in Savannah as the taste of a cup charged to the brim.

Experience is never limited, and it is never complete