I'd rather get a brain tumor than go back to teaching.

I'm not rational enough to be a good journalist.

Marriage is survived just on the basis of ordinary etiquette, day in and day out. Also cooking together helps a lot.

When we were children we were errant enough to wish to be birds for the day but there's nothing easier to lose than playfulness.

Barring love I'll take my life in large doses alone--rivers, forests, fish, grouse, mountains. Dogs.

I wonder, when a writer's blocked and doesn't have any resources to pull himself out of it, why doesn't he jump in his car and drive around the U.S.A.? I went last winter for seven thousand miles and it was lovely. Inexpensive, too.

Success and money can really be quite blinding.