Faithfulness to the past can be a kind of death above ground. Writing of the past is a resurrection; the past then lives in your words and you are free.

A taste for irony has kept more hearts from breaking than a sense of humor, for it takes irony to appreciate the joke which is on oneself.

The emotion, the ecstasy of love, we all want, but God spare us the responsibility.

A religious awakening which does not awaken the sleeper to love has roused him in vain.

If you want a baby, have a new one. Don't baby the old one.

I've done more harm by the falseness of trying to please than by the honesty of trying to hurt.

Writing is a solitary occupation. Family, friends, and society are the natural enemies of the writer. He must be alone, uninterrupted, and slightly savage if he is to sustain and complete an undertaking.