I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.

California, that advance post of our civilization, with its huge aircraft factories, TV and film studios, automobile way of life... its flavourless cosmopolitanism, its charlatan philosophies and religions, its lack of anything old and well-tried rooted in tradition and character.

To show a child what once delighted you, to find the child's delight added to your own - this is happiness.

Much of writing might be described as mental pregnancy with successive difficult deliveries.

Those no-sooner-have-I-touched-the-pillow people are past my comprehension. There is something bovine about them.

We cannot get grace from gadgets.

A loving wife will do anything for her husband except stop criticizing him and trying to improve him.