Yes, there's one thing I do want. I want to be aware of the minutes and the seconds, and to make each one count.

People parted, years passed, they met again- and the meeting proved no reunion, offered no warm memories, only the acid knowledge that time had passed and things weren't as bright or attractive as they had been.

Never let anyone shame you into doing anything you don't choose to do. Keep your identity.

A man must feel he runs things, but as long as you control yourself, you control him.

I don't think any novelist should be concerned with literature…literature should be left to essayists.

I've got a library copy of Gone with the Wind, a quart of milk and all these cookies. Wow! What an orgy!

When you're climbing Mount Everest, nothing is easy. You just take one step at a time, never look back and always keep your eyes glued to the top.