Humor is emotional chaos remembered in tranquility.

Let us not look back in anger, nor forward in fear, but around in awareness.

Some American writers who have known each other for years have never met in the daytime or when both were sober.

Columbus is a town in which almost anything is likely to happen, and in which almost everything has.

The pounding of the cylinders increased: ta-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa.

Where most of us end up there is no knowing, but the hellbent get where they are going.

At forty my faculties may have closed up like flowers at evening, leaving me unable to write my memoirs with a fitting and discreet inaccuracy, or, having written them, unable to carry them to the publisher.