But don't tell me I'm not sensitive to beauty. That's my Achilles' heel, and don't you forget it. To me, everything is beautiful. Show me a pink sunset and I'm limp, by God.

Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles.

She was wearing a canary-yellow two-piece bathing suit, one piece of which she would not actually be needing for another nine or ten years.

There's a marvelous peace in not publishing, there's a stillness. When you publish, the world thinks you owe something. If you don't publish, they don't know what you're doing. You can keep it for yourself.

After I go out this door, I may only exist in the minds of all my acquaintances…I may be an orange peel.

People are always ruining things for you.

But I was afraid of the questions (much more than the accusations) you might both put to me.