If you would be thrilled by watching the galloping advance of a major glacier, you'd be ecstatic watching changes in publishing.

The only thing in the world worth a damn is the strange, touching, pathetic, awesome nobility of the individual human spirit.

The dividing line [between friends and acquaintances] is communication, I think. A friend is someone to whom you can say any jackass thing that enters your mind. With acquaintances, you are forever aware of their slightly unreal image of you, and to keep them content, you edit yourself to fit. Many marriages are between acquaintances. You can be with a person for three hours of your life and have a friend. Another will remain an acquaintance for thirty years.

It's no good telling somebody they're trying too hard. It's very much like ordering a child to go stand in a corner for a half hour and never once think about elephants.

I am wary of the whole dreary deadening structured mess that we have built into such a glittering top-heavy structure that there is nothing left to see but the glitter, and the brute routines of maintaining it.

All thinking is done with the glands. Logic is added later to tidy things up.

Being an adult means accepting those situations where no action is possible.