My views naturally have mellowed. Most of the critics have been more or less nice to me
I look at everything. God gave me eyes and I look at women and men and subway excavations and moving pictures and the little flowers of the field. I casually inspect the universe.
In a novel, it's hard to keep track of everybody
At the height of the McCarthy period, writers were being hounded.
Critics in New York are made by their dislikes, not by their enthusiasms.
People who light up like Roman candles come down in the dark very quickly.