I don't fret over lost time - I can always use the situations in a novel.

Can the imagination, any more than the boy, be held prisoner ?" - from the foreword to the 1976 edition of "The Painted Bird

You don't die in the United States, you underachieve.

- Growth has its season. There are spring and summer, but there are also fall and winter. And then spring and summer again. As long as the roots are not severed, all is well and all be well.

Here was one place where I could find out who I was and what I was going to become. And that was the public library.

I suppress in my prose any language which calls attention to itself.

I am curious about grownups, not children.