...all cynicism masks a failure to cope.

I love making, I love doing. I love being to the full, I love everything which is not sitting and watching and copying and dead at heart.

The dead live." "How do they live?" "By love.

Whatever sympathy I feel towards religions, whatever admiration for some of their adherents, whatever historical or biological necessity I see in them, whatever metaphorical truth, I cannot accept them as credible explanations of reality; and they are incredible to me in proportion to the degree that they require my belief in positive human attributes and intervenient powers in their divinities.

All novelists should live in two different worlds: a real one and an unreal one.

Man is about to be deprived of a great pole - work routine. The nightmare of capitalist society is unemployment; the nightmare of cybernetic society will be employment.

Art's cruel. You can get away with murder with words. But a picture is like a window straight through to your inmost heart.