There is only one plot-things are not what they seem.

When life attains a crisis, man’s focus narrows. […] The world becomes a stage of immediate concern, swept free of illusion.

There are thirty-two ways to write a story, and I’ve used every one, but there is only one plot – things are not as they seem.

Then he laughed and she laughed. And quivering with the movement of the train, the dead man seemed to laugh too.

It doesn't matter what answers you get if you ask the wrong questions.

I told her the world was full of nice people. I'd have hated to try to prove it to her, but I said it, anyway.

I ain't saying you're a liar, because that wouldn't be polite. But I'll tell you this, ma'am. If I loved liars, I'd hug you to death.