For these are not as they might seem to be, the ruins of our civilization, but are temporary encampment and outposts of the civilization that we - you and I - shall build.

How can we describe the most exalted experience of our physical lives [sex], as if-jack, wrench, hubcap, and nuts-we were describing the changing of a flat tire?

When the beginnings of self destruction enter the heart, it seems no bigger than a grain of sand.

It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.

Fiction must compete with first-rate reporting. If you cannot write a story that is equal to a factual account of battle in the streets or demonstrations, then you can't write a story.

I was here on earth because I chose to be.

Homesickness is nothing. Fifty percent of the people in the world are homesick all the time.