I used to save all my rejection slips because I told myself, one day I'm going to autograph these and auction them. And then I lost the box.

You do it a day at a time. You write as well as you can, you put it in the mail, you leave it under submission, you never leave it at home.

I could only wonder again at the white race's naïveté in always sending forth our worst members as our emissaries.

I wouldn't write anything autobiographical. If you've lived a life like Laurence of Arabia, it might be a consideration, but otherwise it's a little bit vain, it seems to me.

When people make a contract with the devil and give him an air-conditioned office to work in, he doesn't go back home easily.

Don't undo a brave and noble deed. Don't rob yourself of your own virtue.

You do it a day at a time. You just put your rejection slips in a shoebox and tell yourself one day you're going to autograph them and sell them at auction.