Writing is so difficult that I feel that writers, having had their hell on earth, will escape all punishment hereafter.

Writing is so difficult that I feel that writers, having had their hell on earth, will escape all punishment hereafter.

Only a fool would refuse to enter a fool's paradise when that's the only paradise he'll ever have a chance to enter.

One can write out of love or hate. Hate tells one a great deal about a person. Love makes one become the person. Love, contrary to legend, is not half as blind, at least for writing purposes, as hate. Love can see the evil and not cease to be love. Hate cannot see the good and remain hate. The writer, writing out of hatred, will, thus, paint a far more partial picture than if he had written out of love.

Memory is a magnet. It will pull to it and hold only material nature has designed it to attract.

Somehow I have the feeling that in some book is the great treasure I've been looking for all my life.

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.