The rules seem to be these: If you have written a successful novel, everyone invites you to write short stories. If you have written some good short stories, everyone wants you to write a novel. But nobody wants anything until you have already proved yourself by being published somewhere else.

It heartens me to think of Verdi who composed thundering operas in his eighties; Michelangelo who did fine work in his ninetieth year, and Titian, who painted better than ever in his one hundredth.

Never forget, son, when you represent Texas, always go first class.

Religious hatreds ought not to be propagated at all, but certainly not on a tax-exempt basis.

There are no insoluble problems. Only time-consuming ones.

A writer can make a fortune in America, but he can't make a living.

I never wrote anything that was published until I was forty.